The junkies diary
Yaaawn …my arms and bones
My feet too lazy outta the bed
But oh no my stomach too worse
And the worms about to kill me for their rights
Barely past six but anyway a can of tuna and four crumbled
eggs
Nough to hold the wait
Till eight
When I’ll have to do my enemy some justice
So I’ll have respect for humanity and not throw the
leftovers away
This Macon is lucky no more
The fury of escaping my canines yester night
Will boomerang before I think of the official opener…
The first tee
Maybe tea
At eight
Under a tight guard and escort
of cookies and cream
But American doughnuts give a sweet day gesture too.
A small bowl of oat and milk
Science knows what a good heavy breakfast is to the body and
brain too
And yes because I need the energy to sit on this fluffy couch
all day
And when I tire the carpet to feel this weighty wrath
Cartoon and cereal all day and then
My pad against Mr. Xing’s Xbox is darling
But first, a break at ten
To clear the warehouse
FIFO is my principle
Before I proceed to embark on yogurt and cake
“Ooh Madeira you such a beauty pretty like a royal though
there are a millions not to marry you I will still cling on the only one reason
to be loyal”
Lunch if you take too long today I promise, revenge is not
an option
Please give me time to arrange my folders slowly, precisely
and accurate
Space here is the matter
Maybe I should start
with something light
A warm up before a jog ain’t a crime
Then proceed to something serious and strong
Capable of preventing a riot or revolution in the belly
“wow today is Wednesday”
Triple threat at Umlilo’s Urban
“ooh the way those double cheese burgers melt with sexiness
like an Italian goddess n summer…”
Anyway a pass by Wingstop’s drive thru for some dunked
wings
And the ice cream parlour for some shakes and flakes
Before hunger loses its breaks
You know life it takes
But before it does, this hot dogs and kebabs shouldn’t live
longer than I
Not to forget the pancakes and sandwiches I didn’t finish in
the morning
Then slowly wash all that down with an energy drink
Before I take a nap
To realise the sun is waving into the horizon
Mum will be home again
To complain of the unwashed dishes
And to ask if I remembered to water the flowers
Of course I rarely do
“but mum I didn’t even get outside , I was too busy inside”
Then all that follows
are blubbers and clubbers from the kitchen sink
As I gnaw on the biscuits and waffles before they rot in the
fridge little bro came with from school
Finally I’ll rest and in an hour or so, out of a
mothers love we’ll all stuff ourselves
to her magic
Goddess of the cook pot
She should be sued for the broken bathroom scales and
leaking bathtubs
No wonder dad’s always home early
No doubt she is
talented with a fine hand
Thank god for the absent allergies
So the turkey, ham, macaroni
Ill have to fill the tanker
This journey is a whole flight time to London
So I’d rather not crash into a sea, forest or mountain from
an empty tank
So I might still take yogurt and samosas as I catch up the
movie
Nobody said its wrong to take different flavours at
different times anyway
Anyway what I didn’t eat today, tomorrow’z always there
And ooh I miss terrific Tuesday and fantastic Fridays too
Before we pull the usual show at the family’s day out on
Saturday the get together on Sunday at grannys’
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