Clicked Off

I’ve grown so tired

Throw the blue dice

Everything’s faulty
How do I feel?
Shaven head’s spinning

Is this shit for real

I wasn’t having fun
Odds zero to none
Summer days wasted
All an echoing haze
Smudges on a calendar
Do me a favor; evaporate
I’m so tired
Time for bed

By Amaury

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