Bsd
I know I should save them up and delay posting these, but what the hey. You can go to town and read it all, or save them up for a rainy day and savor my finely crafted work.
(Written February 26)
I wake up ticked off
by the alarm
on my phone incessantly beeping
three days in
and I don't want to get up for work
the burn of frustration
propels me out of bed
straight into a cup of coffee
hoping the sweet sugar buzz slide down
my throat
will lessen the sting
of this cranky morning
when nothing I wear or own
is quite right
neither is anything else in my life
I've got this invisible TO DO list
with too many things TO DO
I could use a cliche
like I'm struggling to breathe
say something familiar
like I just want to sleep
I want my coffee to save me
from the pointless persistence
of the thoughts clogging my brain
I walk out the door ticked off
by the time flashing
in blue numbers on my phone
three days in
and I don't want to go to work this morning.
10 comments:
Right, I told you that much of your work revolves around the early morning/eye prodding business.
Remember when you wrote, nice.
you did?
i wrote this at a WG, right? was that the one where we had to write about something we were angry about?
yes and yes and yes. I wrote about waiting six feet under aka subway commutes.
email it to me and i'll post it.
i'm in a poetic mood.
mkay....
you got it?
When it rains it pours.
Nice.
Wow, wow, wow! I have never seen you not smiling. SO good to know you are human :).
That being said, I hope you only know happy days from here on out.
smiles and happy days do abound, but that still doesn't negate the effect of an early monday morning.
quite human, i am, indeed!
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