My foot is tangled
and i am stuck on the bottom.
Despair.
All systems have failed except the most imaginary
and they are full of giant nasty space bugs
that simply refuse to eat me and be done with it.
i fear giving voice to my feelings
lest it give them form and existance
beyond my feeble own.
i am becoming done with this place.
i suck so much
there is already becominig
a paucity of light
in my vicinity.
and i am stuck on the bottom.
Despair.
All systems have failed except the most imaginary
and they are full of giant nasty space bugs
that simply refuse to eat me and be done with it.
i fear giving voice to my feelings
lest it give them form and existance
beyond my feeble own.
i am becoming done with this place.
i suck so much
there is already becominig
a paucity of light
in my vicinity.
