all sleep on over
what am I missing out on
waiting for nothing

gauge me on output
forced flex off a pent up dream
be prouder of scans

thank you’s and smiles
seemed nice enough to exist
he let it settle

upper tiers waiting
catatonic by design
coaxed stimuli draw

lists again went there
the mesmerizing scares me
confusing want-needs

two spins on the same
determining the life-longs
or fending habits

pitch black or bent back
when you can’t or don’t want to
where was it then huh?

serving its purpose
guess now all that’s left is do
jaded friends guide me