Red / Green

These days i want pain between red and green between important shardonay.

Just sippin, sippin cackling brine.

These days i walk and walk until my shoes fall off and my socks are wearing thin.

These days i find the time to breathe.

These days are times i have to say i’d like no one else to see.

These days i try and try to breathe

Deeply.

My time away living like a forethoughtcaught off my lead.

And woke with the fishes in the sea.