My girl woman is back. Lots of diving into the deep end.
Us coming up for air and grasping for a log or something to keep us from going under.
Family a distant call, as if from shore.
Institutions throwing rocks.
What is needed
right now left?
I got my eyeballs on her but she
just keeps diving down out of sight and into the murk.
Is it me that is floundering and keeping her from land?
Is the air we breathe making us heavier?
