Drowning in my alphagetti
Holding onto U to stay afloat
But I can’t keep close
Kicking my words away with the power of panic
There are so many Us and only one of me
I can’t see through the red abyss
It said this would be fun
It said I could make dinner into a game
Instead all I want is to run
But my feet can’t touch the bowl
My sole purpose has become this scramble up the wall
If only I were taller and this bowl somewhat smaller….
I wouldn’t be drowning in my alphagetti.