I stare at the ceiling
And all I hear is the pling of a metal roof
Creaking and straining at night
They think I'm sad
Or maybe a little depressed
I'm just thinking
Trying to empty my head
And I'm going cold turkey
I should be Tweeting
Or Instagramming
Or Netflixing
A thousand and one topics
And pictures and punchlines
Are being shared
And hashtagged
And liked
My hand twitches
Because there's nothing in it
Like a phantom limb
I could be missing something fantastic
And amazing
I'm missing it all
Just a peek?
Go on!
No!
I'm just trying to remember
What I want to make me happy
Just tonight.
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