3:22 Am

I tried to write to right my wrongs,
But I couldn’t find the right song –
Woe to no one that my drafts are saved,
But alas, I have to be
So I confess here,
Numinous athiest I am
Come to set my heart right,
Commit to goals: Write;
Not just smoke three cone tips a night
Sleepless and stoned as I am, 3:22 am

Madeline Brownies

My life as loafer, stoner
Hero or villian

What will I be?

What I’d like?
Fun and easy

But I,
I high on 3 strains,
Full on madeline brownies and milk
Want nothing more than to loaf

Only life doesnt allow that
So I spend three days in bed depressed about that
After, at which time, I return

To life;
To the race for the next thing

When I’ll just want to be high,
Full on madeline brownies and milk
In bed, binge watching the night away