Thirsty
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Couldn’t drink enough water to calm down this thirst
Tension bubbling up nice and I’m ready to burst
You’re as warm as an oven, fire coming in spurts
Bake up my cookie til the edges are burnt
It's a Wednesday in November
And I'm struggling to keep my eyes open
I must look a mess
My eyes are droopy
And my hair is unbrushed
I'll admit, I didn't try at all this morning
inside a passenger seat breathing in a static driveleaving rolling hills to the ocean's waveslet's slip into the sands.hide inside our skinand dive deep.
3 minutes without oxygen
too deep underwater to
wonder if I can get to the surface
3 hours without shelter
tooth chatteringly cold and I
want to go home
3 days without water
