Another hour talks the clock
Another episode and chapter chapts my eyes
As they grow tired and droop to my pillow magnets
Playing with my late night declination
As my gut can't sleep but my mind is dead
Steamrolled by my television and story addiction
Half in, half out
Eating brains with auto-zombification
God, I'm hungry
I ran out of food
Who's brains should I pick through my tonight and tomorrows
March 27, 2016
