I don’t give a ****
About rhyming
Read in between my lines
And you’ll see
I just want you
Between my thighs

My gloom feels valid
On days like today
Where lazy fog
Hangs heavy
Swallowing up
This decrepit, tiny town
Here’s to hoping
It swallows me up too
Before I have to face
Another winter morning

It's going nowhere,
But then again,
It's going nowhere
Very slowly.