Drowning Sinking The oceans jaws kindly ajar in reception Going Going Going My screams muffled by loudness As I descend... Behind the nourished skin And Lucy's charmy appearance Lurks the evil slow miner Happy moments, short lived At the mercy of these curious boring blades The past comes calling from careless lips of caring hearts That healing wound to resurrect With reality's salt I wince I twitch I descend Down Down Down Into this ocean - DEEP and RESSING Drowning Sinking Once more I grow in need of those proximate arms softened with understanding, to unlock my dams of precitation burdened with emotions