it's watching a bug crawl up the wall
wearing the hell out of my couch
knowing i would be happier
curled around my husband
but i just can't move.
the procrastination
Sabbath neverending
i haven't earned it.
did we make something new today?
we didn't do much else
slept off and on
flipping channels
felt worthless
the sun makes it too hot
to go out in the day
i feel the skin melting from my bones
into a useless puddle
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