Curtains and windows close all of around me , dragging me under

and its hard to be full of anything when I am doing this, you can half expect the grass to have died or least want to die under the unexpected weight ,

my expected weight.

The sheer drop followed by an enormous splash

and all that’s left is the words you chose, flying over head, splattered all over the walls,

just more carrion for the crows it would seem,

and front row seats to all of this , you would have us believe.