need a break

like a snail

take it slow

in your shell

drop a pebble and it doesn't undulate

spiral patterns in the water it does make

could never hesitate

could never think it through

just wait a moment

for time's proof

([{what am I to you?)]}

you can't give me what I need

I croon over and over again

I groove to the destruction

of you? of me?

of a self annulling fantasy

let me write the prophecy

things are getting out of hand

though they all go just as planned

something I now understand