I awoke to Shadowy Men
on a Shadowy Planet, guitars &
nostalgia signaling me from my
phone, dragging me out of a
basement nightmare where all my
comics & vinyl were filled with
bugs (also, eggs of bugs)
devastating
~but before that~
there were donkeys on the
deck, an entire family of them just
pissing and jumping everywhere
(their elders spoke English but
said nothing of consequence)
these eventually morphed into
my friends, who were holding
drinks & ignoring me
go ahead &
analyze that
yeah, I'm glad I'm out,
into this blur of a world &
Kids in the Hall isn't a
terrible way to wake
~but~
the cat is screaming
at my door &
I'm out of cream for my
coffee &
there's this desert
in my mouth from the
4am boozy boys
ahhh already
fuck you, Thursday.