slivers

stop these thoughts
from extending
wonder what it must be like
to stay this bent over
like a
powerline
storm came and did it
like an
elderly man
age came and did it

i keep the long strings
potentially harmful memories
close to me
unless my efforts
unless my calculations
were wrong

it must hurt
in no time
to stay this bent over
all the way broken
hole in my straw
from which i
am sucking

no wonder i cannot
taste
my tongue came
and did this

bend me over
like on dads knee
then what will i be?
it's hard explaining...
it's like evolving...