one day
i’ll be old and
i’ve always known that
I’m going
to be someone
who gets to be very old
dark dark
juice of the now
my only GUTS on the beach
pain and
children around
dark brown
and red sunset
the sky is
so low gold
she is bleeding so
flat to the ground
telling me
she’s ok
dark dark
juice
on the
verge of a wave
i want to
ride a wave or maybe
just feel
that crest forever
why mock
not why ,, why
not