Morning Beckons
“Just can’t let go…”
Morning beckons,
Covers clenched
Sweat’s still here
My sheets are drenched
Neck’s stiff
Pillow’s bit
The bottle’s empty
But I’m still lit
Finger’s swollen
Ankle’s sprained
Yesterday was fun
Gotta do that again
Throat’s dry
Shirt’s moist
My arm is numb
I’ve lost my voice…
Stomach’s aching
Back’s sore
You’re long gone
But I crave more
Damn… why can’t I leave this bed…
Copyright© GL21 4/28/12
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