I was such good friends with last night
that she decided to stay with me this morning
waking up like coming out of a blur
panicked
check that phone
assess the damage
if you get lucky
your phone is dead
knock knock on the skull
go away nobody's home they're out
knock knock knocking on heaven's door
you should probably eat something
but your stomach won't get off
the merry go round
round round and around again
like a spin cycle
and you're always alone
but for the sounds of birds
nesting in the tree
outside of your bedroom window
but it doesn't matter
with a stomach full of one liners
you still get up
and go out that door