The Dark Ditch

I was crashing...

I was burning...

I was falling out of favor...

...I'm sure you know the feeling,

And if not than ask your neighbor.

All my breath was pushed out quick

Like I was a toothpaste tube...

Fuck if I could chase it back,

The vase I was had fell and cracked...

...Look at all the pretty pieces,

Laid out like a funny game!...

...There's plenty here for us to work with!...

Come and dance in the black rain!...

I was crashing...

I was burning...

I was falling out of favor...

...I'm sure you know the feeling,

And if not than ask your neighbor...

Everyone gets hurt, and falls,

But yet you act like your outside...

...What a silly way to be,

You take us all on your sick ride...

Everyone lays down

With wounds

Just like a fawn

Ready to die...

...Time to grow some,

And get up...

Use the blood from where

You pitched,

Make a piece of living art...

...Don't remain in life's

Dark ditch.

©

5/3/19

Bunny Villaire