I'm drowning againI'm tripping over my tied up tongue trying to discover the words that can undo the knot so expertly done not even a navy seal could save me. I'm drowning in thoughts so heavily wound up all I can do is hold onto a wave until it crashes over me. I'm slipping far off into the cloudy sea of all my day dreams asking for a line for when it's over I can grab hold and reel myself in again but the fishing wire will just cut open my broken bird hands leaving me with raw blistered fingers. But I'll still pull on till my bleached bird bones rub against the clear savior.The watery ideas will push past my bulked up tongue and down my thin throat to fill my purchased lungs till my chest swells. All the insides tightly packed as the deepest of regards run through my thin blood stream. Filling my veins like shiny new sports cars racing towards my fragile muscle of a heart. The steady drumbeat turning into rapid taptaptapping until it pushes against my bleached bird bones.