But Then What?

I dug a hole with a spoon
Found  myself in a swoon
Twenty  feet below me
Fuck me like you owe me

Now I and you
Echoing  round the room
Bleeding  like I oughta bleed
Feels like it oughta feel

Seeping  through the floorboards filling cups
I'm shaking out my teeth and I let up
But then what?
Then what?

Enough

Melting into my bed
Must have been those swills I had
Wallowing under
Excessive slumber
As I come

Slowly swimming out from my mouth
Into yours now I’ll float around
I've had my fill I am clearing up
I revel in the thrill and then the lack there of

Enough
Now what?