Thursday Morning - Noaa Rienecker

One eye flutters open reluctantly an hour point five past first snooze

    Ohshit
        Getalyft?
            Dranksomuch
                Shower...nah
                    COffeerunninglater

Scatterflit neural fog permeated by electrical charges

Like a storm on jupiter flashing epileptic jolts of Oh Shit

Vague anxious miasma births a muddy stench of impending deadlines

Nothing specific yet, only stumbling doom and cruel alarm clocks

until a black acidic river dissolves some of this gaseous mess

Fuckall Thursday morning, pull your bowl and clear your smoke so I can see

The pissgreen particulate bongwater I’ll be swimming in today.

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