Saturday, September 30, 2023

Under Pressure



Atmospheric pressure makes me mean

It never cooperates

Variable everywhere I go

I never know what to expect



Devoutly, I want to be the light spectrum

Atmosperic pressure keeps me here

Contracting. Pushing me into the ground.

I'd like to say atomsperic presure sucks

But it doesn't. It's my fishbowl. My Kandor.



It breaks everything I drop

I swear its making my hair gray

Lighthearted is near impossible

How do birds fly? Daily, I damn near cry.

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