Have you ever had a dream that your favourite baby's drowning
And you grab him by his sweater sleeve, pull him up on to the ground
And you can hear the water slosh around inside his tiny gut
Push his belly up and down but he can't cough the water up
Suddenly a flood comes out his mouth till there is nothing left
Inside of him, he's empty now, there isn't even one small breath
And he goes limp in your arms
All the people's mouths are moving, all you hear are car alarms
And you wake up and start to cry
I will lose my shit if even one more person I know dies
So please don't die
YOU ARE READING
Kimya Dawson
PoesíaThis book is a collection of poems. Most of them are weird, and almost all of them are based on my life.
