Gord

2026-06-18 03:27 pm

Never look a fish hook in the mouth,
And never have any doubt,
I'm fighting my way back home.

But,
Like radiative waves, 
I'm mostly out...

And I'll never own a house.
And I'll never have a spouse, 
And I'll never upturn her frown. 
Like oceanic waves, 
I'll mostly drown, 
And I'll never bank on being saved. 

And I'll never look at a fish hook another way,
Like the metal corrodes my face,
I slowly resolve and stay,
And as it pulls me under,
I'll let it take me away.