My horoscope today, not that I check it,
says that I flirt with success all the time.
Funny, I thought that felt more like harassment,
Besides, I’m too sleep-deprived, even with the nap,
to flirt or harass.
Tonight I devour my feelings,
filling in my excavated, tunneled heart
with shit-filled dirt.
It’s a boring story,
and I yawn again
and will soon be off to bed.