Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Lookout Last

Tap your foot,
just a bit harder,

I was supposed to be the lookout,
but you left me in this fucking room,
with no water,
and all the makings for a hallucination,

and this bed sucked,
it was a piece of shit,
like everything else you bestowed upon me these last months,

this whole endeavor was useless,
and I wasn't even sure why I was looking out for anything,
or anyone,
let alone you,

so I think I will run,
and run very fucking fast

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