But Then What?

I dug a hole with a spoon

Found  myself in a swoon

Twenty  feet below me

Fuck me like you owe me



Now I and you

Echoing  round the room

Bleeding  like I oughta bleed

Feels like it oughta feel



Seeping  through the floorboards filling cups

I'm shaking out my teeth and I let up

But then what?

Then what?



Enough 



Melting into my bed

Must have been those swills I had

Wallowing under

Excessive slumber

As I come



Slowly swimming out from my mouth

Into yours now I’ll float around

I've had my fill I am clearing up

I revel in the thrill and then the lack there of



Enough

Now what?