
A gorgeous swan dive
Into worried cracks
Jagged and dirty
Filled like a donut
With disease
With rot
With muck
Wade in it, lung deep
Search and rescue
Efforts double sized
Hope shrinkwrapped
Into bite sized buoys
Not enough
Never enough
First come
First serve
Only one per
Oh…
You don’t qualify
Sorry
I’ve been absorbing quite a lot of worry from the world around me. Today I off-gas.











That is a great picture of dangerous temptation. perfect with the poem.
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