didn’t you know…

  SOL

I can’t focus today and I

don’t know why.

It’s not even like I’m

too angry to cry.

I can’t settle in, my thoughts

are all mucky. I’m not

in too much pain, for that

I am lucky.

I want to be home,

to walk away from here.

I swore I’d be gone by the end

of the year.

But I’m still stuck

without a dime or a buck,

I’ll just have to accept

that I’m shit out of luck.

… that sometimes I’m a poet.

~Max