MONDAY (WEEKDAY AND BRING OUT / THE CLARINET!)
rung out,
more blown about
that falling,
a yesterday’s defeat
gone grumbling
towards noon.
;:;
tip tip tip tip—
a break room
gone fishy,
let the bulb die,
the dim suits
the strain of eyes.
Just a temporary man, who writes poetry and listens to too much noisy music. His hobbies include salivating about glaciers destroying civilization and the cultivation of facial hair. Additionally, he generally strives to make himself as useless as possible....follow the thread back...
MONDAY (WEEKDAY AND BRING OUT / THE CLARINET!)
rung out,
more blown about
that falling,
a yesterday’s defeat
gone grumbling
towards noon.
;:;
tip tip tip tip—
a break room
gone fishy,
let the bulb die,
the dim suits
the strain of eyes.