I was considering the sentiment
My lips upon the earth
Kissing the dirt
Digging, digging into it
You catch me stirring
With wide eyes and whimpering
Slow down and muddle
My movements, my thoughts
I've become stunted
A glimmer, a glance
Hold me above the water
And I was considering the sentiment
Of a bird through window flown
Broken glass shattered
And little particles were sent forth
Out into the world
Their feathers to drift
Into thickets and flowers
And pressed between the pages
I'm the wiggling worm
Caught in beak
Snatched up and swallowed whole
You care
You caress
You dream me into
The beautiful-est
You make me feel
Alternating
Like I'm veering between
Two extremes
And I was considering the sentiment
Of a house gone down in flames
Licking their lips
And reaching for ceiling beams
Suffocated and gasping for breath
Lying still and motionless
Tumbling down, and down, and down
I'm lost
No lucidity
Bring me back, please
I was considering the sentiment
My lips upon the earth
Kissing the dirt
Digging, digging into it
Alternating uplift me
Dash me
Repeat