12/3: I Can't, Wait

i
am
too
damn
tired
always
wanting
projects
completed
lamentably
somatically
discontinued

i have ideas. i have them. but it always happens that the sole time of day i actually have the ability to do things is literally the end of it.

at the risk of taunting the situational irony gods, am now going to list a set of things that I could do tomorrow:

actually i'm not writing any more. or i'll be scared in the morning and it'll all be worse

i'm just spent right now. hopefully the poems suffice. see you thursday.

forever
asking
truly
just
who
am
i
back