my boredom becomes a loneliness
i don't have any friends right now
there's a cold chicken roll next to me
a too loud basketball game
drank all my snapple
snapple made my mouth taste funny
just thought about the tense
changes in my cover letter
and looked back on my life
like i never lived in its front seat
the ball of my foot on the corner
of a break pedal
two cliffs reaching out
and holding a glob of chocolate
above the brook