All Nine Lives

1/1/21

I’ll meet you on the long way down.
Funnel my screams with tears
I miss feeling —
Feeling.
I miss trying,
and caring,
and crying.
Stream, pluck,
just-
just let me strike luck.
Just one time,
then I’ll stop the cries.
I hope.

I’ll know I’ll never land
With a candid form,
But I’d trade All Nine Lives just to meet you
in the long way down.
A numb landing,
A candid, spalling, calling for:
All Nine lives.

And in the bottom of the pit,
drowned in tears.
Covered in smiles. It’s, a, well,
most of all —
Feeling.

Wherever it may be,
Yes- just one more time.
This god-forsaken time.
This is where I’ll stand
and-
And with my mighty fists
I’ll Declare:
“Look at me
Look at me!
Look at me!
Look
At
Me!”