annoyance of time is just a symptom of boredom and wanting to die is what keeps me alive
so out of the lake i’ve lived in for years
i’ll dive into the elusive deep sea to find something new
something to love something to hold
as i hunt wild bears in elysian fields
as the sun always lit my
bow and arrow and palms
all day everyday
no moon no stars
or it seemed so
i didn’t bother to look up at the sky
nor did i care now that we have each other