april shower,
raindrops cling to leaves for
dear life
cold drink,
chewing gum stiffens on
my tongue
middle of
a signature, my pen
runs dry
potholes in
the road, my CD player
skips a track
sleepy morning,
the hot iron chases away
my shirt creases
darkness gathers round
my night lamp, like old men
around a winter fire
first day of
school, the smell of resin
in my notebook
raindrops cling to leaves for
dear life
cold drink,
chewing gum stiffens on
my tongue
middle of
a signature, my pen
runs dry
potholes in
the road, my CD player
skips a track
sleepy morning,
the hot iron chases away
my shirt creases
darkness gathers round
my night lamp, like old men
around a winter fire
first day of
school, the smell of resin
in my notebook
2 comments:
Oh the TRAGEDY - "... CD Player skips a track".
Very funny. But didn't get the previous post though. (were you talking to yourself AGAIN?)
I thought his talking to himself stopped since he switched to a depot medication?
Thats some good stuff you wrote up there...keep going.
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