stuck in neutral,
me,
not a car.
sitting in front of the tv,
mouth slightly open
like a... yokel
absently patting,
my child's back
staring at
bright, happy figures
on the tv.
my one true thought is ... nope, nada
nothing there!!
no wise,
no funny,
no comfort,
no smartarse
or wisecrack.
all called in absent,
today
i sit
in front of the tv,
coffee drool
forming, at the corner,
where my lips,
don't quite meet.
yokel.
idling,
stuck in neutral,
idling.
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 5:36 PM UTC
stuck in neutral,
me,
not a car.
sitting in front of the tv,
mouth slightly open
like a... yokel
absently patting,
my child's back
staring at
bright, happy figures
on the tv.
my one true thought is ... nope, nada
nothing there!!
no wise,
no funny,
no comfort,
no smartarse
or wisecrack.
all called in absent,
today
i sit
in front of the tv,
coffee drool
forming, at the corner,
where my lips,
don't quite meet.
yokel.
idling,
stuck in neutral,
idling.
still haven't got into gear.
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