Left over
I don't want no love to be
left over

living
in between hips
lingering in between lips
lost at sea
living

wandering
in between ships
lifeless relations
wandering

wondering why
while sailing across water ways without ever landing
wondering why

She don't ever seem to see shit

except salt water
she always seems to accept salt water
without any regard for her health
& it always seems she won't accept anything else
except salt water

somehow
she still finds someway to subsist
somehow

But...

Still won't be seen taking sips