Between the dots it’s boring.
Between the chapters it’s slow.
The gaps are too long
while I’m falling
faster than maybe I should-
faster than my phone could.
I’ll just take a deep breath and let go I guess- for now.
The sunset is just as glorious as yesterday,
but I can’r even take a picture.
How did it come to be this
There aren’t enough ‘all-hot-and-bothered’
It’s old,it’s cold;
hurry the fuck up time,