At the bottom,
bubbling lives
clutching at the throats
praying to their dogs
inhaling sand
i am the sand at
the bottom
of the hourglass
and all you
can
will
should
do is surrender
Sinking,
singing,
in bubbles
cascades of dreams
sinking faster than
their
bodies
i am the time that
has passed
with infinitesimal speed
and all you
can
will
should
do is surrender
It's painful
it hurts
help me
help you
but cannot
reach or
touch or
hope
and i am the glass that
holds together time
with precision and symbolism
and all you
can
will
should
do is surrender.
