It may seem funny
It may seem weird
I’ll take mine runny
It’s worse than we feared

I’ll handle heartbreak
I’ll handle tears
I’ll cling to joy now
Then grasp at it’s rear

I know that I know that
It’s a constant flow
It’s weird being here
Trapped after all these years

Continuum
That’s all it is
These silly ridges
Aren’t anything
These categories
These blocks of time
These eggs and baskets
These faulty rhymes
Aren’t worth a dime

Maybe it’s spacey
Maybe it’s firm
Maybe it’s blackness
Maybe just worms

Maybe it’s cool there
Maybe it’s not
Maybe it’s pretty
Maybe just rot