less

i don’t know what i’m doing

either way, i’d be losing

the gold fish kept forgetting

who he was before he can remember

i swam upstream to find out

the Earth is flat

all of those purposes

all of the lies

to keep on going

now it’s a blank page

once again, i’m at zero

becoming less of everything

i don’t know how long

until i couldn’t shrink anymore.

t.l.