blank faces all around me blank faces around my bed blank faces with blank shadows am i already dead?
A painting at an angle, A book not on its shelf My earphones in a tangle, I’ll clean them up myself.
It’s Friday, there’s Not much left to do in the office. Everyone’s taking it easy in anticipation of
A long hard grind, a well-worn day I came home early to surprise my bae In my hand was his favourite whiskey But he was in bed with a girl, getting frisky
Behold, all ye people! I have accomplished today I have ticked off all my lists Nothing more left to say