It may seem funny
It may seem weird
Ill take mine runny
Its worse than we feared

Ill handle heartbreak
Ill handle tears
Ill cling to joy now
Then grasp at its rear

I know that I know that
Its a constant flow
Its weird being here
Trapped after all these years

Continuum
Thats all it is
These silly ridges
Arent anything
These categories
These blocks of time
These eggs and baskets
These faulty rhymes
Arent worth a dime

Maybe its spacey
Maybe its firm
Maybe its blackness
Maybe just worms


Maybe its cool there
Maybe its not
Maybe its pretty
Maybe just rot