Second Day Off

it's already three thirty five but i don't really feel alive in fact quite the op posite and this i regret how i spent yesterday it seemed to have simply fluttered away but instead of flapping i was drinking and thinking too much though i wrote too many that i now need to carry over all the written stuff because i wrote too much and so though i allowed her and actually shouted her name out loud i need now to wait to post her poetry because i shouted too loud too many times yest her day or late last night