this house is on fire,
crumbling to the ground
my body is a liar,
i break without a sound
i'm trying to swim higher
but i've already drowned
i'm living on a wire,
i've lost what can't be found
poetry composed in the bathtub
this house is on fire,
crumbling to the ground
my body is a liar,
i break without a sound
i'm trying to swim higher
but i've already drowned
i'm living on a wire,
i've lost what can't be found
