Thursday, January 21, 2010

mess

waking up
is painful
my stomach is in knots
my mobile phone is destroyed.

as i leave i stumble to find my slippers.
when i come back in the air
is so thick i choke
the rank odor
of the 2 things
sleep
and people
its nauseating.

all i can do is say
god…
its stuffy in here
and open the window

so that maybe, just maybe
the room will clear.
my mind will clear.

math may not be an option today….
to much is all crammed up in my mind.

too much

life is such a
god
damn
fucking

MESS!

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