I need a mantra I'm trying too hard I break the eggshell And some Russian dolls fall out Look into wanting Look deeper, still And you'll see the back of your head Looking down the filthy wishing well And I learned about my brain And, oh, it made me smarter I would break apart the eggshell I would fall into the water And I need a mantra I need something I can imitate Until I'm breathing like a fish Until the purple air is white And these hands have spokes inside them This body's branching See that I'm trying too hard Always landing, always landing So make me invisible To you and to others I've forgotten how to read I'm getting better And now I'm looking deeper I tossed a coin into the ocean As this well is drying up inside How these hands have spoken And I smash apart the Russian dolls And I'm all cut with slivers And my blood is breaching like a whale As the well dries up the rivers Your body is branching As I twist to eat the serpent's tail I'm trying too hard This joke just writes itself