I wish it were
r
a
i
n
i
n
g
and that I could burrow
where you couldn’t see me
and I couldn’t see you
until my heart stopped beating
and my stomach collapsed
and my brainstorm short/circuited
like number five
(but)
i am alive
i am alive
i am alive
and the sun will rise and i
e
s
i
r
with it.
