Morning Blues

I’m scared when people call me

I rarely pick up phones

Especially in the mornings

With my brain in Seroquel Twilight Zone

Will I understand them?

Will I respond in  proper tone?

Will I be so nervous, I mumble and swallow prose.

It is now the morning

My brain feels not its own

I want these poisons out of my system

So I can comprehend alone.  

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