maybe today the universe decided to play a game of duck duck goose with me
I would say I’m waiting for the next shoe
but I think I’m even out of foot protection
broke the rules once a few years ago and I’m still paying the price
broke my back playing another game I was roped into
others’ fraying rope still intact while my supply keeps getting stolen
stuck in myself dancing dizzy
for an audience not paying attention
wait a minute the bass pounds within me
another music moment too real
so my anxiety spins in all the other rooms
perfect time, universe, for you to–
goose.