Fruit Stand Mix

miss a beat
when truth’s called out
try to pretend you’ll never recover
sinking so long
you’ll never touch bottom
& never break surface again

mist & rain
roar like a dragon
imagining nothing could ever save you
crystalline heart
feels like it could shatter
you’ll never touch fortune again
in the dawn
the melting light of dawn

miss a step
fall all the way down
to finally touch bottom
& maybe
start clawing your way back up