A Diner in Decline?
Chores stacked like pancakes.
And you wonder why i’m tired.
I’m busy as a bumblebee.
And you wonder why I’m mad.
None of my bills are gettin paid.
And yet you wonder why I’m upset.
Unsanitary dishes
My unfulfilled wishes
No, this is not a failing diner.
It’s just me and my apartment.
This poem is about:
Me