deathbed is the lukewarm pond with fences
you thought you owned
in fact it’s a slow boil bowl of soup
you are sitting in slipping into a coma
coffin nails are your lies
nailed to the coffin so stubbornly in the end
it’s harder to pull it away than truth
dear frog, leap as high as you can
dear frog, you can do so much
8.4.2020