Sunday
The church crowd is already out. Shame. I had planned on
going to the grocery store today. I guess tomorrow's
just as good, though. I wish things weren't so
mechanical. Just going through the
motions, day by day. I wish
someone would come
and change things.
This town is
painfully
dull.
(Maybe I'll change things, but first, I need to go grocery shopping--I'll add 'change' to my to-do list.)
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Post Meridiem
PoetryI'd do anything to save myself. Hell, I'd even change the world.