put a ladder in my wishing well
my brain is back and forth
a perpetual eruption
free fall
rising cost
I’m really fucking bound
on a familiar path
from the attic to the basement
escape
then I’m dragged back
I know I’ve seen so much beauty
tons
a perfect sunset
with even better company
filling laughter
glasses raised
billions of stars
plenty
and the only moon I need
none of that helps now
I’m torn open like a worm
eighteen feet deep
bloody fingernails
I’m trying to get back
the digging is slow
and oily
only dirt around