another day of sleeping
dreaming of a chance to choke
people telling me to go
i can feel their fingers poke
doesn’t feel relieving
even though my sweat is soaked
all of my unconscious hopes
put on hold with heavy ropes
wrapped around my shoulders
how did i get 10 years older
feel that fire smolder
but i’m colder
underneath the same old boulder
still no donor
still i answer to my owner
still i’m a misnomer
out of toner
my cliche a stay-home loner
– D K T
D K T 