Tired
Or at least I was
Two Starbucks later
Awake and alert to
All my flaws and
Undone to-do list
Growing like some kind
Metaphorsisized cancer
Maybe I was better off tired
Could have just taken a nap
Escaping the natural way
Fuck even this
Poem is for shit
And yet…
I am really in a better mood
Than you might think
Gotta find my glass
And half fill it
