after migraine.

thinking.
i missed the violence on TV
nausea stemming
forgot i hated the dogs barking
whilst half-asleep
ready to stay up
thinking.
the city is hers
until i laugh at satire
until then i learned to look down
on all
and everyone
the dreaming is now
the dream has ended
dying and shrewn


i cant recall
guess
ill stop here
leave it on a high note
thinking.
a happy ending
or once upon a time...