Burnt Coffee

A nice, flushed feeling. Like someone is trying to break into the house. Then I laugh because they gave up as always! Drinking coffee to celebrate. Weeks later. It’s a little odd and spinning. I ate pasta and it continued to splatter everywhere on my shirt. Exciting. Putting the cup down. The desk where I should be doing work. I forgot what I do… So I do fun things instead. Like wearing crazy socks. A nice, flushed feeling. Continues. Sipping from my mug. Cold, iced coffee. Icy feelings. Skating around my house, As if I have a skating rink. Twilight comes by. Out of control. Clap my hands together a single time. As if that will end this feeling. But that doesn’t help. The feeling of helplessness. Is. Burnt coffee is still coffee. I went down the drain once. As if I was dish water. Crazy socks, and painting rocks with smiley faces. The… Continuum. Waiting. Helpless in space. Donning a space suit and helmet. Stars and burnt coffee. Hiding under the bed. Someone is trying to break into the house. So I fell asleep.