Left Blank.

There's beef jerky in my bed.
I smell it when I wake up.

I get high and walk home.
Past the foodies where.
I wish I could go in.
And get some chips.
But I feel too self-conscious.
And when I'm self-conscious.
I tend to exaggerate whatever it is.
That I'm self-conscious about.
So I keep walking.

I'm drunk.
And there's a post on reddit.
About a bukkake.
In Melbourne.
The hotel room number is posted.
And I wonder what sort of people.
Might show up.
I wasn't even aware.
That they go on.
Outside of porn.
Or Japan.

I put on The Simpsons.
To fall asleep to.
Even though I know.
That I will just pass out anyway.