#1802-Thick
07/07/2022
An early morning grey.
Thoughts bouncing around,
Feeling dense,
But making little sense.
Wish I could be back in bed.
Where it’s warm and safe.
Maybe then,
Swirling thoughts would
Drift away.
But it’s wishful thinking.
For it’ll be a busy day.
Perhaps coffee and cigarettes,
Will calm the nerves.
And if not,
I’ll worry about it then.
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