Crescendo. Descending. Soft and fleshy, a turtles underbelly. Messy and unbarred, a flight from afar. Spinning, Spinning Dipping, Dipping Tripping, Spilling. Spilling inside out, contained and stout. Feet. Back on the ground, look around; Fill my lungs, sweet breath unchecked. Move me, fill me, Until theres no more. Just a Drop, drop Stop, for today. […]