Poetry · Writing

rubber duckies;

i found the answer

at the bottom of the bottle

like they all told me

the answer was;

keep diving

swim and swim

till standing feels like falling and falling is me with a helmet snorkeling in a tub filled with rubber duckies

and i can no longer stand

scraping the back of my leg

trying to climb back into my head

can feel me scaling my back like the side of a mountain

trying to get back into the command center – in the center of it all

watching as the brain dead empty vessel drowns himself

in peer acknowledgements

follow this at the top of his fingers

dancing quarters and flipping cups

beaten into a handstand submission

and a loud drive home,

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