Sitting in the kitchen,
forking through my egg yolks..
Staining my teeth with black coffee.
I woke up from a wine bender, washy.
My eyes low, green and glossy.
Soon it’ll be sunrise.
I rush to the car,
put it in drive,
My hearts beating slow and then fast again.
The mid 90’s song by that one woman is so soothing.
Coasting through the yellow lines.
Always running out of time.
Forgetting it all as I leave it behind.
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