Nothing to see here


Boo
I said to the girl
In the mirror
You’re still alive

Look at those
slithering vines
Hiding under
milky waters

The wind slaps
The vines
Revealing strawberries
A prick
And I’m dead again

Haar


Visibility cast into
The shadows
Doubtful resistance
Rocking back and forth

Tomato flushed embarrassment
The taste of salt in my name
Anchored by a reply

Replay the failures
And sail on
Sail on violet sky
And let me melt into the unknown

Losing sight of the horizon
Instrumentally
Bankrupt

Sail on