To shovel shit
Or sink into trouble
The stink will rise
And double the effort
It takes to get out
When it’s over your head
So if you can fight
Do it now or you’re dead
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
To shovel shit
Or sink into trouble
The stink will rise
And double the effort
It takes to get out
When it’s over your head
So if you can fight
Do it now or you’re dead