My Life as a Farce by A. Klesath

Some days-
I spew out words like vomit.
Other days-
I paint a sunrise on a speeding comet.
Run days-
I hide under a rock for clarity.
Fun days-
I laugh till my belly aches.
Mon days-
I grasp insanity in the palm of my hand.
Sun days-
I rest on a bed of grass while listening to a marching band.

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