Drown me under the ceiling fan
in my lumpy bed
dear to me
familiar
turn out the light
I’m ready for 14
my brain toasted like a fruit strudel
oozing fluid unusable
pen me up
folks
It’s a quality control issue
okay?
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Drown me under the ceiling fan
in my lumpy bed
dear to me
familiar
turn out the light
I’m ready for 14
my brain toasted like a fruit strudel
oozing fluid unusable
pen me up
folks
It’s a quality control issue
okay?
I completely identify with the longing that permeates every phrase and image here. I think I’d’ve sold a family member for a bit of shut-eye at this point!
This is funny and completely identifiable. I love the phrase “pen me up” a humour take-off of “beam me up!”. Lovely work! I hope you submitted this!