lifeisimperfect
he walked down
down to the banks
it wasn't shallow, barely enough room to stand
but somewhere beyond the bank, into the mirror on the lake it sat
He knew it wasn't going to help, festering inside of him. But he couldn't tell. The only thing worse than not telling her would be losing her. Or had he already?
trapped in the earth. It's one of the scariest things that could have happened. Deep underground with no way out. Slow comprehension of the countless tons of rock and earth slowly sinking in.
methods are often repetitive
often they are boring
sometimes they are necessary
often they are not
but we need them
because otherwise nothing would get done