angst cycle (iii) — [Ʃ] (iv)

said the mask
the frozen dead face

the only line of red
beneath the chin

oh what a hollywood image
no doubt without inaccuracy
but a cliché in my head
raising a whinge
a glance at despair
when i’m too tired to glory

i’m in a
serious sleep needed

i guess i’m suffering
a little insomnia
i guess too
that’s due to coffee
too much coffee
a dull cause a dull solution
but who cares if a solution is full
so long as it goes