Poetry

110.

If I’m gonna be alone, I’m gonna
sit down with a good book, and I’m gonna
give my empty mug another look, and
I’m gonna

fill some empty spaces with caffeine, so I
can forget to remember sadness
in feverish daydreams, and then
I can get bummed about productivity, so now
all the coffee does is make me jittery.

Well, come on in and
welcome to my mind.
A lot of doors are locked, and I
left the keys outside,
in the rain,
so will you go out there with me?

Will you go out with me?
I haven’t asked anyone this question
in a few years, at least.

If I’m gonna be alone, I’m gonna
sit down with a notebook, and I’m gonna
give the empty page another look, and
I’m gonna
fill some empty pages with my dreams, so I
can remember to forget sadness
in moving reality, and then
I can get jazzed about the future me, so now
all the thinking does is give me energy.

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