You used to be here
reading this, but now
that there’s no to-
morrow, you keep get-
ting interrupted by the
badges on your little
rectangular hook,
where I’m having
a hard day means a
lonely man in a lonely
room with a bottle
of powdery residue
the color of tequila.
He doesn’t rem-
ember the joy of int-
eruption. He just re-
members that he is
having a hard day.
