Wasted most of my evening time watching stupid films on television. Now, lying awake deep in the hollow pit of this night. Alone and weak and faltering like a soldier with three arrows through his chest and one through his ass. I lay down like a corpse in the coffin that is my bed. I watch through the window. It was a moonful night few hours ago. And now, nothing. Only grim darkness. My room is growing colder and colder with each passing hour. I cannot help but wonder if this is the end. I cannot help but wonder. I might be ahead in time than you but it doesn’t matter. I ate as much as I needed to, probably more, and I read as much as I could, but I get this feeling that something that I could have done today still remains to be done. I do not know what that something is. Maybe I do not care much about that. Maybe my ass just needs some beating. I need to get my brain dry cleaned.
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