Mundane, Monday


first autumn night of the year

Eight o’clock, in the car.


There’s a deep yellow glow over the driveway

Sitting cramped in the car.




Radio humming a slow tune over me

Melancholy, springs to mind.


The guitar loudly strums a beat

Jarring as it is

My head drops every agenda

Shoulders are light as feathers


I forget everything;

you, uni, friends, famly.

It’s just me and the radio.


Check the time,

the screen illuminates my view

Illuminates my tears

Metaphorically built up over 19 years

I think of you.




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About kimstilllivesathome

I'm a full time uni student. I have no social life and I have a bleak outlook on everything. Also, slightly lactose intolerant. Poems, maybe some rants and the occasional ramble.

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