I'm so unstable
I mean, I took second in poker last night
and I was pissed because it was 2 in the morning
and it was going to throw my
schedule off the next day
I have meditation at 11
it's supposed to rain at 3
I have this expensive golf pass
and every day I can't use it
it just eats at me
not to mention a ton of work to do
'$%@*#^! '
(One of these days
someone is going to catch me screaming like that)
my poetry is so self-deprecating
plus it's both a home movie and boring
the two things my creative writing teacher says to never do
if I could just get out of debt
I really need to go to meditation today
but I don't know if I'll choose that or golf
seriously
No space to write these words down, so I write that here: Congratulations being chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Poet Of The Day! Hoorray!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can't make out the rules of golfing but I enjoy the sport...well penned!