That feeling
That your stomach has bottomed out
Is supposed to start and stay
In your belly
Not like this
Like a slash in the throat
And it all pours down through
The very middle of you
An empty core
Akin to an apple
In a slicer
Now there's an idea
They say to me I don't do enough
But when I do I'm a fool
Just take the plunge already
Worst you can do
Is drown