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The other night I had two coffee ice cream sandwiches and then I couldn't sleep so I stayed up reading The Winter Duke (it's really good you should read it) until 11:30. Naturally, I freaked out because it was a school night and I was worried about not getting enough sleep. I took melatonin and then I went back to my room, but I thought that I wouldn't be able to sleep if I was in my bed because I would just be stressing out about not being able to go to sleep. I reached the conclusion that if I tried to sleep in my bed at that moment, it wouldn't work. So, I had to find somewhere else to sleep. Would it be the comfortable couch in the room next to mine? Would it the daybed in my room? Or perhaps the beanbag? No. My sleep-deprived, stress-addled brain decided that the best course of action would be to - and this is really true - SLEEP IN MY BATHTUB.
So I did. (for half an hour at least; then I went and slept in my bed) *woks away* - we're writing poetry in english class
- here's part of the poem I'm writing for class: The weather outside is gray and dreary I rub my eyes; I’m growing weary. Something dark catches catches my eye A big black shape across the pale sky Outside my window, I spot the crows Flying, soaring, diving high and low. They weave loopy patterns in the air So many of them, this amount is rare. One comes to a stop, a sudden halt. Then the others begin to falt Er, landing in the branches of a tree. They seem to be staring right at me. Some fly closer and land on the sill. What else to do? They have time to kill. I inch myself towards the glass- Maybe I was one of them in the past- Their eyes stare right into my soul- More of them on the telephone pole- Their eyes are boring right into me- Suddenly, I can finally see- If life begins and ends like so, In another life, I might be a crow… - I don't have a name for it yet; help me come up with one? *woks away*
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