Day One Hundred Fifteen:
I lifted the manhole cover up only for a fraction of a second. Just long enough for me to see them running towards it and drop it closed again.
Back to square one.
Except, square one is now a different type of square because unless I'm mistaken, they might have made it into these tubes somehow. Sound is weird down here so I can't say for sure but, I think I can hear them trying to find me.
Good.
Fuck em.
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
ReplyDeleteDown in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, outta control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied