Soup Bowl

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.