Jessie Spano In Spandex

[Mr. J]

Pay respect to the murky waters
The depths beneath, the surf, the calmer
Each wave that exerts some power
Each piped vein that works the shower
Every ship birthed, devoured.
Touching the earth, searching cowers
With each second, each turning hour.
Walls collapse & pressure seeps in
As the flow overpowers, pleasure creeps in
Methodical interest piqued by thought
Dirty secrets most would seek to wash.
Water rises & whether you breathe or not.
You are glad you finally reached the top.
Any feasible plot that seemed seizable...
Lost...
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Another reason to drop the reasonable talk
My inner demons took time off to speak to God
Correct this baggage that speaks on moí
Now your every day average thinks they King, but nah.
Far from it..
Be easy, the J man cometh