from a nap
still tired and it's the middle
of the day,
you yawn
and peer out the window.
it's raining.
it's the kind of day
that makes
people jump off of bridges,
or join the army.
it's a sluggish
feeling of meh.
already had coffee, already
took a walk,
already watched
tv. already wrote a bunch
of poems
that no one will ever read.
already bought more things
on amazon that you don't need,
already took a cold shower
and ate a salad.
what the hell.
it's two o'clock in the afternoon.
what's betty doing?
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