bts

bright tender snail 

seeking for that sweet kick

mucus sealed on the knee

sleeves drenched

heart racing as the world turns uppity 

down low ground wet mud

metal taps resembled futuristic aquatic snakes

ready to pounce bite choke slither 

around neck not me

a cough that reminds me carrying two fear one memory basket

twenty four old cowards diving in circles

blue tedious shadows

every time you follow

i slam the steel shutters of survival