Coffee and a cigarette.
My day begins.
The teenage girl fluffs in front of the mirror,
Eyes roll as I tell her so.
The house is falling down around me.
The unemployment line waits for me.
I’ll do that tomorrow.
I wonder what today will bring…
High time flies by
in wasted minutes.
A blur was yesterday.
Today will vanish into air
Tomorrow is already here.
I get to leave my gilded cage tomorrow.
For three whole hours, I can go out and see…
Six months have passed since my lock was put on.
Tomorrow I’ll remember ‘free’.
- Pleasure and Joy. (yourpoweriswithin.wordpress.com)