I’m captured by my captions.
Yes, the words lasso me and keep me in the snare of a sentence I wrote.
I get over the fence wrapped in a mattress.
I’m wearing my mattresses so that I can sleep over the checkpoint.
I dream of the passive voice in order to increase my chances of passing.
I won’t be able to pass into the afterafterlife
because I just came from the after
with the guy from At The Drive In.