a.m thoughts...

drunken conversations
always lead to further contemplation of
"what the hell did i say last night?,
...i mean did we actually get in a fight?"
about what,
i really don't know
such a shame since the damaging wind continues to blow
and
grow
and
glow
BRIGHT
and i just wish good things for last night
my plight
as well as my intentions are good
contemplating current events
early with the birds
running through my body most uncomfortably like
overdue turds
so i guess I'll just breathe
DEEP
envelope myself in Sunday
won't pick up
can't spoil her that way
I've learned my lesson
can't add my greens to her dressing
ALL the time
right?
;)

yours truly