i might aswell make a note of this,
i slept poorly and i'm huched over,
i drink black coffee quickly becoming lukewarm,
i smoke a vapor device, a sweet toback flavour,

there is chaos in the streets of amerika,
nothing new, but people feel their very lives
are at stake, and who am i to judge,
i'm safe here on the island,
a free spirit wherever, nowever, OH!

there's no proper returning or exit strategy,
infonewstainment will hop to the next story,
by the end of June something ''new'' will arrive,

i'm finishing my school, only three classes left,
cloud, linux, and a final paper

i ate an apple fritter, but not at once, though
in halves,
i still drink the coffee, and will continue vaping,
while i read about the six causes of bodhicitta,
that a much earlier entry reminded me of.

love,