got served decaf, unknowingly | July 09, 2025 (21:42) |

where do i put these armors?

borrowed from my younger self.

since when did my own stuff not fit me well?

may i wash these dirt off of my fingers?

buried the hatchet now something's missing.

since when did a hair strand feel gone?

how can you cry in your sleep

then be well enough when not in dream?

my sister cared enough just to inform.

does your head think you're better off without the real, real thing?

now where do i lay my coat down,

it hangs on none other than my frown.

the flowers of her tone are withered and alone,

i wonder if you know what i meant.

a blow of wind from the pit of my soul,

a pull of physics for a quantum of some known.

could someone bring a book to the table.

went south for the first time,

yet the north calls me and my friends.

been on the road for a while,

'til i had to steer for the river 

and have the waters travel the rest of my life.

the meadows had brought peace,

no fireflies visit to leave with a scent of me.

a fellow loner commutes its way to my soul.

melted by the heat of someone elses warmth,

two pieces of kitkat bit by different people.

catch your job inside a can,

let it swim on a thread to guess the pun.

one coffee to go, brought in a second.

the door rings shut, your decaf laughing its way to your guts.