here's some frustration
caught in an unknown
limbo, running out of
room, out of time
again with this
time & space
nonsense
(the absurdity of this
neverending sea of
shitting turtles
I have to deal with)
~in other news~
riddled with a vague
sense that I'm always
making up my own
dance to no music
(I just need a clear
enough song, a beat
some feet to step on
a hand on my back)
(also
fuck these turtles)