I lose everything in the end,
when the lights are turned out and my tongue dries.
Hanging by the skin of my teeth,
I can’t hold onto the rope that twists above the quicksand
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Sigh. So true. You take your reader into a journey of decline.... I'm not sure whether the last lines are tragically poignant in a positive, or in a negative, way.... either way the effect is keen. t x
A darkly brooding Alice in Wonderland trip down a scary personal rabbit hole. Your title explains it all. Your final lines tell you why. Great poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥