Mental Morning (Me Post-Structuralism)

A bunch of facts and a boom

I’m scattered across the floor

Quick! Run-            

Grab the broom:

Me Post-Structuralism

 

***

I lost my shit over breakfast this morning

The weather made me do it

 

Not the hangover

Or Clover

 

Oh, brother

No other lover

 

Apology of Autonomy

Soft as applesauce

 

Sometimes we make choices

Sometimes we get lost…

 

Raised red streaks down pale face shimmering

Of reckoning; today is the coldest day

One of those

‘Til tomorrow

Then we have to change yesterday’s name

 

Cold, sick, and hollow

Deep tracks we’ve followed

 

Cuddle long always

Wallow until warm stays

 

Over coffee, blank verse, and burnt toast

This one goes out to the one I love the most

 

I apologize profusely

To put it truthfully

 

Frigid weather courses through me

Computer screen’s bluey

 

Let’s make a hibernate date

I’ll change around Mid-May

 

Promise_

-Out-

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