Bottoming
Bottom out He’s gone. He’s gone. He’s gone. Are we getting low? Well go get some more. What are you doing? There’s no money. Well there’s no work For someone shaking Throw up. Cry He’s here. He’s here. He’s here. He’s not; His eyes. There’s no one there. I grab him. Hold him. My hands his sleeves. They rip I grieve Sink. Sing. He’s gone. I’m gone. I am gone. Bottom out. Please God, work it out.









