confidence misplaced
another pound gained
payment due
© Rachel Green September 2026
every day is yesterday
and every yesterday the day before
my routines never vary:
wake, water, coffee;
apples, bananas, clementines.
i can't be bothered to cook,
so cereal becomes the default
and then the regret.
write some poetry
write some of my novel
play another game.
and then the nightmares
the anxiety
the self deprecation.
and what's the point anyway?
i'll be soon in the grave.
© Rachel Green September 2026
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