WaterWorks
There’s a weak valve on my tear ducts.
That I just can’t get to align
I’ve named it myself:
Hay fever.
Maybe it’s the plumber that’s insane
Or maybe it’s that pollen you parade around my face
Why are the triggers random?
Not objectively sad or happy
But moving constantly moving
And I’m getting seasick of my own pipes.
It feels like acid drenches my cornea.
Water is salty where there is no water
I’ve had plenty of water my whole life
I’m not thirsty.
I need land.
