Cool skies and good friends,
Gifting unnecessary
Yet beautiful things.
Cool skies and good friends,
Gifting unnecessary
Yet beautiful things.
Doom scrolling too much
Ache behind the eye growing
Soon, couch potato
Friday walkabout
Air to clear the mind and soul
But there may be rain
An attempted coup?
The orange false prophet still
Sits upon the throne?
Zoom back on the screen,
People in ticky-tacky boxes.
Georgia on my mind.
Extended break over.
Stress, though, lingers heavily.
Break wasn’t vacation.
Ringtone so loud.
Now a wild headache appears.
Yes, Monday’s afoot.
Capsules of fiber,
Aspirin, followed by Flintstones,
and ibuprofen.
Hey, so far, so good.
But the false orange prophet
Refuses to leave.
Twenty twenty-one.
I am scared of what’s in store.
Has to be better, though.