I lay me down in a bunker underground.

[megansbook]

rain is all.
rain is all
that comes
and goes
here.
c's or d's
would it matter
they all equivocate
the same failure.
residence is
deplorable,
such is
the air
when
running
out of
room
to move
close the kitchen
at 11.
close the pub
at 11.
stop living at 11.

there is no
way out.

everything
becomes
easier
with
time
passes
so painfully
slow.