I Shouldn't Have Watched the Film What Lies Beneath (When I Was Twelve) - Robocobra Quartet

I see you steer towards the jetty

I’ve seen you veer towards unsteady

Eyes laced with a dazed look, mind laced up

Race towards the horizon: a headstrong turn from land to lake

What is it that motivates?

A bridge too near.

An oblique strategy on a dull day

But now it’s real (and I’m fuming)

Grabbing for a handle, door not budging

Water leaking, windows cracking.

This is happening

(Get used to it.)

These days, crabs pick our bones clean.

It’s a quiet life, I can’t complain!