Sofa King We Tod Ed

sleep deprived with furry head against mine
cannot breathe
cannot rest
I am wicked
I am weary
sick
sick
sick

whine
moan
bitch
complain

make cds that
have no
rhythm
but are bouncy

feel the THC to my brain
feel better
sleep coming
HURRAY!

it was fun
it was a challenge
home is always nice
home home home

need to fuss about something
my life is going too good
there is
love
money
success
happiness
playing well with others
people actually LIKE me
confidence
power
rent is paid
bills are getting there

Christmas looks good this year
can we go somewhere?
anywhere?

Mother Nature is a bitch
with an itch
to scratch
She laughs


oh well...
the covers call me
the bed still warm I am sure