Wicker chair
Spent. Rested, restless. 4 Red Bulls. Kings of Leon. Dark Knight on my mind. Mindless. Legs ache. Wide awake. True blue. Friday night. Flies in the light. Who's here? I'm not there.Empty dishes in the sink. On the brink. Feeling Friday but seeing Sunday. LOSING MY MIND. Here in my chair. My own vacant stare. Out.