I started feeling so bored this evening
that I started drinking.
How I hated this yellow pee
as I drank this whiskey.
My only hope is to get drunk fast enough
because nothing is moving right now.
Everything is at a standstill.
I don’t have a clock
or else I would have moved the steel hands
with my finger and
broken this dead silence.
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