If you wait long enough
Your troubles dissipate
Wait longer
And let them haunt you
The grapes ferment
Forming magnificent delectable wine
Let it sit too long
And the sourness bites you
Fooling yourself
For just a little while
Wouldn't hurt, really
But resurface once in a while
The hot sun boils the flesh
The pool entices you
I want to stay, whining my way
The next person who drowns, passes away
