sometimes, 6 months is all it takes to put a human being back together.

i love all of you. i’m beaming.

Smoke another cigarette, another day of work
Another wasted Monday,
wasted sunshine,
it’s absurd. 

Left foot then the right, stop and smile, “How are you?”
Another failed connection,
feigning comfort,
worn out shouts.

It’s home and then the coffee, then I clean and cook and screw.
Another lover left me.
I’ve stopped crying.
what’s the use?

The night comes on too quickly, each day turning into past.
Another horror movie,
think of you
top off my glass

I tried, but I can’t sing a word, my heart too slow to beat.
Another three pounds lighter.
I feel my bones,
but i can’t eat.

I promised that I’d quit, but that’s not where the problem lies.
Scrubbing my face bare,
cleaning my teeth,
this won’t suffice.