Posts Tagged ‘glue’

insomnia

 

When I can’t sleep random thoughts rush through my head

Sometimes sad, sometimes suicidal, sometimes silly

When I can’t sleep I try to meditate instead

Which helps a little but I still feel frustrated

When I can’t sleep I count sheep or breaths or thoughts

To try to sooth my mind and regulate my mood

When I can’t sleep I post on Facebook that I can’t sleep

To try to elicit sympathy and likes

When I can’t sleep

I grumble and groan like grumpy grandpa

And give the shits to everyone I meet

Because I get so agitated and anxious

When I can’t sleep I stay up all night listening to RTR FM

Or read a book

When I can’t sleep the cogs in my brain crunch and creaks

When I can’t sleep the beat of the blood brain barrier is deafening

When I can’t sleep I jerk off to relax

But I never do

When I can’t sleep my head feels like it’s full of glue

Which is neither strange nor new

Instead lost and askew

Mooching True

Posted: December 30, 2016 in poetry
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ocean-greyness

Cos we’re mooching me and you

Mooching you

And sometimes we’re mooching blue

Yeah we’re mooching like angels

Mooching true

Forgotten all the dreams we knew

Mooching blue

Drinking smoking, sniffing glue

Mooching true

Living in an igloo

Mooching blue

Bonking, honking x-ray views

Mooching true

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Oh unobtainable woman

I’m scared to hit on you

You’d probably tell me to fuck off

Then I’d go sniff some glue

Oh unobtainable woman

Your boobies are so cool

I long to kiss them all night long

I’ll always be your fool

Oh unobtainable woman

I dreamt of you last night

Can’t tell you what we got up to

Hiding from the light

Oh unobtainable woman

I long to be your friend

I promise not to get pervy

And slap your rear end