2nd of Gonzuary
I got nothin
zilch
Nada
None
Zero
Cero
No-thing
Sans Poetica
can’t write
don’t know what to write about
All I’ve been watching are cartoons
I’ve got a cold
I didn’t go to work on Wednesday
Thursday, I was absent-minded
Friday, I played drums with the kids
Saturday began Ramadan
Today is Sunday
Tomorrow, I could not wake up
By overmorrow, buried
The next day, forgotten
I think this is Thursday, and maybe I could find my mind in the absence
By Friday, they will build a Walmart over my grave before my nemesis has the opportunity to piss on it.
And by Saturday, I would’ve only been fasting for 1–week