it should concern me that i failed a class
and that i barely passed another
it should concern me that i haven’t done any form of homework
in the past two months
it should concern me that i don’t care
at all
i’m glad i can somehow find the motivation enough to even
get up in the morning

maybe i need a kick
something to get me started
coffee makes me awake
so awake
so very awake
for about an hour
and by lunch time i will crash

and tea just doesn’t
do anything
at all
no not
at all

maybe i will come home running
straight into my mother’s arms
her frozen skin
blowing in the wind
and crushed little white pills
so warm and welcoming and comforting.

this is the part where you are welcome to come in
and you can do what you want
this is the time to be unconscious and to
let the stream of unconsciousness flow and flow and if you
stop god knows what will even happen
who do i knead this dough with when
the bread just refuses to rise
at all
and what am i supposed to sell
when do we set sail?