who's afraid of the big bad depth
that ceaseless well mirroring yourself?
on the surface a house may appear to withstand
but lazy negligence doesn’t comprehend
when the fear huffs and puffs
and blows guises down
leaving no easy-breezy
for frivolous clowns
though, the days are now sunny
and the pigs are not bothered
a mad storm may come one day
leaving piglets all flustered
then, the smart little piggies
who dive into the depth
will have bounced off the bottom
risen up to sun’s breath
