Kiss My
Cheeks
Hell is
the drudge of studying
Work from
morning ‘till night the torturing
Torment
grips your mind as time runs down
Cross-eyed
moments as letters dance and drown
Papers
everywhere to steady and get ready
The
horizon doesn’t curve but disappears like an eddy
Morning
is light that merely doesn’t need a light
Reach for
the ice cream comfort
That
black cloud again with its melancholy rain
It makes
me want to scream and I feel insane
This
afternoon is the limit so surrender has no pain
Did I come
so far and work so hard to slide down the drain?
Bedrock
of my soul kicks my ass cold
Time to
settle my outrageous world or fold
Off to
the beach where the sun kisses my four cheeks
Calmness
returns, my inner smile soothes and onward for weeks
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