the trapped bug

I pitch woo thick 
and black as fresh 
amber caught by 
volcanic ash 
in volcanic blast 

as if of ages 
ago, never 

meaning to 

never knowing 
to whom 

for I'll be long 
dead and gone by the time the trapped bug 
can speak to you

endlessly

I find the ocean endlessly raveling

or “ravelling” - hard to say smacked
by waves in the sea salt spray and
unwinding undertowage and shit 

but when it clutches and holds you 
thrusts you down beneath the azure,
you sure do always know

which way to spin

"IT'S TIME"

IT'S TIME 
to let's go 
IT'S TIME

to sing the let's go song
IT'S TIME

So let's go! 

IT'S TIME

We won't be gone too long 
Everybody's talkin' about 
Staying in or maybe 
Going out 

Now we've got our go shoes on 
The time has come 
So come on EVERY ONE 
IT'S TIME 

to let's go 
IT'S TIME

to sing the let's go song
IT'S TIME

So let's go! 

IT'S TIME