Squelch

It looks like swimming the more we drown. Brighter angels know the game we play,
somewhere I can learn to breathe.

12 feet of rain in the kitchen. Say the word and all's forgiven. Yelling off the 7th story balcony, but no one heard me. Lead the faithful congregation through the witches Brooklyn basement.
Silent in my superstition.

Try to not think about what is at stake. 
Dressed as a hunter, but living like prey.
Love made us dinner. I already ate.
Celebrate home, break out the champagne. 
Spent every penny before you got paid.
Painted the nursery before you got laid.
Squinting from light the setting sun made.