Something about something else

by kuylerquijas

He’s gaining strength in his throat
Every time he loses hope.
Someone kicks out the stool
And he challenges the rope.
It’s not that he’s learned to cope,
But rather, he chooses float.
He falls in the ocean
But doesn’t think to get in the boat.
This man is reckless folks.
He has found the dope.
He takes in the smoke
And will continue to float.