My stupid words
Sometimes try to mean more
Than they do.
They come from my mouth,
Seeking to mean more,
Than they need to.
I lean into the fantasy,
Because I'm bored of reality,
Because reality hasn't
Provided anything
For me to meaningfully
Complain about.
I sit on the couch,
Waiting for something,
Which I'll hate,
When it comes.

One o'clock in the morning brings with it deep thoughts and dead phone batteries.