The breath is slowing
as resistance is growing
splitting the crust
giving home to rust
as the time feels stuck
only it’s moving through the guck
and we’re all watching
standing still grouching
making discussions
feeling the need to make confessions
still hiding
pretending were finding
solutions together
as we hide out for the cold and smother together for the warmer weather
because we just can’t let go
and we just cant accept it’s time to slow
for if we don’t
we most certainly won’t.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
We most certainly won’t.
