it hits one o'clock
eyes red
my mind is scrambled eggs.
my mind is scrambled eggs.
i yell at my lucky pen and throw it across the room
its betrayed me once again.
hopes of writing something decent long gone
i fall asleep on my couch
clothes on
Mind off.
ReplyDelete"my mind is scrambled eggs". love how you worded all of this
ReplyDelete"clothes on"
ReplyDeleteI love how you wrote most of it naked. very inspiring.