Not waving but drowning

[wasted__life__23]

Not Waving but Drowning By Stevie Smith

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.

 

[Jealous Blackheart]

take me to deeper waters
too deep to hear the overflow.
take me down inside those waters
and let me go.

let it drag me under.
let it take me down below,
so the pressure can hold me
together.
give me to the undertow.

-Jealous.

 

[wasted__life__23]

[we are the freaked out capital's strange suicide team]

we are the freaked out
capital's strange suicide team

helping each other out of life
or tentatively saving

each other from the razor
from the big question

i had four means of ending me
they searched & confiscated three

i was so smashed when they
searched that they're holding

enquiries but i have to be reminded

four ways to die
four ways to stay alive

survival is the password
spread it around

let those who want to ride it out
help those who are past caring

who crave only oblivion's swift peril


Michael Dransfield