PhishSplit Open And Melt

In the morning I pack up my gear And toss it in my carryall Run the wide load to the lip And watch the big core crack and glow In the evening I undo my belt Split open and melt I wake up on my stomach With my face between my hands And crawl along the floor toward the doorway Jumping to my feet I try to put myself together But I feel it in my knees And the room begins to spin And I slip and bump my head and raise a welt Split open and melt We breathe deep In a steam dream And plunge below the water line Down, down, down Between beams To the gloom room Among the seaweed and the slime Down, down, down Melt © 2018