I spilled ramen on my lap
Hung over and too tired to do anything about it
I looked at it
It looked like someone blew their brains out
all over my khakis
Then I looked up
There was no god there to tell me why
Just a cheap cardboard ceiling
and 4 hours left on the clock
it was a quiet
little suicide
© 2009 Lee Kitzis
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