drown

this is where the bear died that day 

this is where he walked away

this is my hollow tube that radiates no more

this is where I've locked the door

I've thread this far somehow, some way 

the nights they bow, the days they pay

in search of life, lost long ago 

in search of answers, none known what for

in the shroud of darkness, the truth emerges 

not in kindness, rather ruthless savages 

all I want contradicts all I need 

the plate's empty, there is no feed.

another line to waste, another end in bad taste.



drown.