I wake up at noon
have ten cups of coffee
and ten shots of whiskey
before five o'clock
it's life at home
it's life in a new old place
it's life in quarantine
Somehow I find myself
barely able to speak
watching random shit online
trying to feel something
and somehow I find myself
stumbling drunk at two o'clock
but it's five o'clock somewhere
and I'll keep telling myself it's fine
it's just life at home
it's life at a familiar pace
it's life in quarantine
'ten cups of coffee' I have felt that in my soul, I have never consumed so much coffee in a short period of time.
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