Damp Sand - kagoule

Damp sand and pretty handfuls of glassy minerals gather round and form

A tight circle so I can’t back out so you can lie me down and press the tiny

stones

Into my sinuses, fill up my cavities so

Now nothing can drip, nothing can weep or regurgitate no more

A static frame leans against a white wall there it remains for now

What’s with the lifelessness?

Controlled expressions are practical

This is how it went

You set me up

And I climbed into my shell

And hid until dawn

Years pass, easy summers unaware of how slow time has passed

As I’m getting used to it there’s a wild wind and it blows out of me

I stretch my ligaments, I relearn how to breathe

Through sore lungs with aching muscles that always tire out and quickly blacken

It was soft mud so I crawled my way through the surface without your hand to

take

This time I’ll do it right, my throat’s never been so dry

This is how it went

You set me up

And I climbed into my shell

And hid until dawn

A field, a home, a hole, a mound

Block up, breathe in, block up, blow out

It’s useless