448100
16
loss soul falling into potholes
walking around eyes closed
fallen to the bottom no room
to move around underground
holding on like a snap turtle
in the jaws of a lion pawing
scratching to break free from
the grips of the great beast
about to rip and tear meat
from the bones of the sheep
like piles of wool on a heap
time to reap before reapers
creep gleaning beating hearts
left out in the street industry
over there behind the tree
a scared deer in a steel pose
peeing on the side of the road
careful not to step on a toads
frog legs for dinner anyone
aw I'm just having fun witted
yo, yo up and down around
the world through the house
what's sitting on the couch
get on the floor and crouch
ants work harder than me
hustling wit a lot of muscle
I paid 'em no mind until one
bit me it was time to leave
it don't take no time to walk
across the street carrying
a leaf at least not for me
　
　
