don’t jump//or do, maybe it’s better to fall
there’s a kid on the jungle gym,
and he’s threatening to jump,
but it’s only 5 ft down,
so stop worrying, and maybe let him fly,
before he realizes gravity will always
bring him down
there’s a kid on the jungle gym,
and he’s threatening to jump,
but it’s only 5 ft down,
so stop worrying, and maybe let him fly,
before he realizes gravity will always
bring him down
throw it out,
don't be caught with that old,
ratty thing, it's past its prime,
no longer sublime,
it's the one thing
that comes with me
no matter where i go,
despite the fact that i cannot
give a good gosh-darn reason
why i keep dragging it along,
i'm not sure it understands
what it means,
but it means,
it means,
it means
long, dragging day,
blazing sun beating the asphalt ragged,
reading for hours at a time, studying for god knows what,
staring at a screen as the words fail to come,
lifting hundreds of pounds of coffee,
my back begins to screech,
i think i breathed in creosote,
i should probably go see a doctor about that,
but that’s a tomorrow problem,
tonight i will sleep,
i will sleep,
i will sleep