sleep talking investment quickly
sell my soul for a chance
priest is quick to grant forgiveness
where i’m going is hell
it’s impossible to wake someone pretending to sleep
it’s impossible to wake somebody like me
arms break back like spider fractures
bee stings, walking the line
oath sworn, dry mouth, short term, get out,
sandstorm blows me away
head in the sand, feet in the sea,
submerged within nature, and the places I flee.
my form isn’t good but getting better with age
it’s protected by prayer and the minimum wage
a bottle of help is only short lived
we’re slicing up dreams, they’re all allocated
wriggle and squirm, from pressure and time
pretend to myself that I’m doing just fine