Over the Edge

We peek over the edge —

a tortoise sea of glass &

reflection…

Step back —

Getting out of darker corners

is forgetting the sorrow of loss & debt.

In & out of that sort of madness,

we never were opposed to a little lively

criticism…

However, we never did ask.

We never did venture — used to jerking off my time (bars) (ed: nod to Tom Waits)

so you can never really tell…

I split —

talks about importance…

Reveerse it & only the direction changes

With the rough hands –

it’s only the concept.

Put the damn sandpaper away.

About Uncle Fishbits

I'm.. just this guy, you know?

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