Look for more

Straight down the rabbit hole

I must wonder how far I’ve fallen off my path

Lost without any latitude or longitude

The truth sticks to my skin like dry leaves on concrete after a storm

Thump, thump, colliding of course

If only Alice would’ve warned me how painful it could be

Keep ya head up

Now my living and dying motto

I can still remember on it’s first day

Summer swelled on every hour of daylight

Feeling that power nearby

Humid as ever

At the bottom I stand still on vanishing flatness

but to be straight up

I’ll continue to look up for good fortune even on starless nights

Because…

I’m compelled by nature’s grasp to look for more

even during destitute circumstances