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.

This poem is about: 
Me

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