with the current

resisting equals restlessness and suicidal tendencies so it’s wiser to go with the current even though it means sleeplessness and submission to the keyboard or the notebook and pen and a bleeding callous on the first knuckle of the middle finger of the right hand while the left hand is coasting clean of ink medication wears off around nineteen hundred hours and away we go again sliding into steep swells and sinking into stories subsumed by daytime routines and coffee machines and the effort to maintain the masking and oh, will you look at the time, time to go home get out of these layers of lies and lie down, down, down to the wire and the moment the synapses sense freedom they snap open the straight jacket and jump out onto the page or better yet the stage and they scream blue and green until they get taken hostage by a rip, rip, rip cord of sleep