second cup of tea

sore eyes
what is working
what is
half working
what is exhausted
collapses

finding
the first
cup doesn’t
work
finding
myself on
the phone
in the morning
now on
the writing
plane
sketching out
facts and figures
chest pains
from
over-usage
the way
an engine
is burned
out

kefir is
definitely
out of the question
I can set my
watch to it
if I drink it
sure enough
I’m not going to
be able to
breathe
in the next couple
of hours.

and there are
all kinds of
computer
problems
because I
am rash
and well
two months
of writing
have
accidentally
gone out the window
so I suppose
I’m upset
over that, too.

distressed
because
I can’t fucking
breathe
each breath
becomes
gold
godly
I clench my
fists
and scream
in my mind
till the
lead paint peels

I’m fighting
not
to be
violent
everyone
else is
sleeping
waiting
for presents
to fill
their stockings
I’m just cussing
throwing
trash on the floor

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