sleepsleepsleep deprived
i am a tortured dustball
sitting on the kitchen floor
polishing a bagel
with a veneer of peanut butter.
slim, competent,
crusty
and grumbling at Iggy the Fish -
also known as The Immortal
or All-Knowing.
mostly lost.
today is a tumble...
maybe I'll stick it tomorrow.
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