Old Grumpy Mother by N̾i̾k̾k̾i̾ ̾C̾e̾c̾e̾r̾e̾ published on 2023-12-24T20:57:17Z Arms like eels weave through the ocean rocks Wanting desperately to grab, to touch The fish that would flop like it was dying Paradoxically underwater, like it's natural environment was too trying The low tide Didn't kill the fish It only exposed what was already dead True character revealed in time And a soul that could never forgive A drought that drowned her in a dry colored wet "You whippersnapper brat, the argument wasn't about what was said or the grocery store manager's false promise it was far deeper projections showing through dehydrating patience. " Arms like eels weave through the ocean rocks Wanting desperately to grab, to touch The fish that would flop like it was dying Paradoxically underwater, like it's natural environment was too trying Arms tangle going every which way Trying to catch up to a fish far from bay Tangling tangling, what magic words can you say? Return to what you taught me Along with manners and why you pray How to act when you're small prey What magic words can you say? What is it when you're old and most vunerable you want to push me away? My touch is not poisonous. Genre Indie