Everyday Stuff

Dream chump
you've got some battered chucks
skin flickers in the light
it's what you breath in
that makes your eyes moist
kicking over the tree
in an effort to slice
through memory flicks
loops into gunk
layers of disgust
your fragrant timepiece
is buckling under the medicine
aggravate with talk
sleep on a shit pillow
wake up and do it all again.