Snail Poem

A poem about a cruel snail

Slowly you’re swaying through the night

Nowhere around home, all around you is dark

Actually everywhere is home to you, because you know

I mean it’s literally on top of your head

Losing your way is not an option

Play is not a part of your life

Only because you think you have it all figured out

Especially when you’re talking about

Memories of never being lost, you fucking dickface snail, you think you’re better than us