Too Tired to Care

The sun's rays peek through the cracks around the curtainsAs I stretch, and I yawn, and I blink away the sleepLet the dogs out to do their business, breakfast... the same old thingsThen, steaming mug in hand and jazz in the background, I writeOr, at least, I tryBut I washed my hands before I cookedI... Continue Reading →

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