The days are becoming too many bricks
through one window
or too much hornet soju before hitting
the next noodle spot.
Old news like the petrichor.
The walls are screaming "pick up the pen"
like it's so simple to not sip the sickness
out of this distance and call it a friend.
Mentally melting,
sell it quick,
sell it quicker.
The market's on nose-dive.
Stuck and helpless but on a slow climb
to mindful of what "self-as-center" gets.
I guess this isnt idleness...
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 4:39 PM UTC
The days are becoming too many bricks
through one window
or too much hornet soju before hitting
the next noodle spot.
Old news like the petrichor.
The walls are screaming "pick up the pen"
like it's so simple to not sip the sickness
out of this distance and call it a friend.
Mentally melting,
sell it quick,
sell it quicker.
The market's on nose-dive.
Stuck and helpless but on a slow climb
to mindful of what "self-as-center" gets.
I guess this isnt idleness...
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