pull the ropes so
there's nowhere to climb
pull you down so there's
nowhere to go.
there's nowhere to climb
pull you down so there's
nowhere to go.
& yes, it's hopeless
waiting for a friction
that won't ever be.
it's almost enough
to make me say
hellohowareyou?goodbye
struggle under the sense
or the lack of it.
who can i be today?
poised by the window sill
reciting a line that no one else knows
without the drama, the convolution
just a fading thought
from a fading narrative.
it's getting old, all this
counting of the days
to an impossible
reincarnation.