(un)holy love

pastries from the supermarket
sweetness in the void
they are like a blanket
over all the noise
bits and bytes and
crushed audio voice calls
see you in a thousand pixels
lest its deeper that i fall
an unlikely place
a short & tall pair
goals that i work toward

a tank full of air
my safety and my ward
oh for my consistency
i push onward

underwater

everyone i know, 

is moving up in life

incessantly bored

giving me strife

years, careers 

degrees, no fleas

i itch at my skin

and it begs me to bleed

a foot hangs off my bed 

a foot in the grave

im not getting anywhere 

by just staying safe

fish in the water 

so quick and so clean

an eel, in the darkness 

that's more like me