August 15, 11:11 pm


                                                                                a series
full of good ideas
but too tired to use them

I need to be active in my sloth,
in my quiescience.

my familiar smells
soon no one to appreciate them
except me.

I am too hot in this shirt
but need an excuse to sleep naked.
Soon, it will be inexcusable.

By not separating ourselves by city
we are becoming more brutal
but forcing ourselves to acknowledge each other.
How I want lies!

My phone and its long leash -
those were the days before we were portable.