You gotta get outta bed It’s 2pm and the clock only ticks one way Voices, coming in from the cracked window, are gentle and in conversation with the trilling birds. Fine, I’ll make my bed Even tho it makes it more hospitable for dust mite breeding Don’t look to me for optimism. The cup on my nightstand is half empty.
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