Poem 16

Scatter-brained I am
the poems are getting harder and harder
to write
My brain
is scrambled eggs
this is my brain on
sleep deprivation
creativity torturer
one 5-hour energy down
one to go
eight poems left
will I survive?
scatter-brained I am

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