Here I am singing 32 Flavors
along with Alana Davis on MTV
when I shouldn't be.
I know I have a million other things,
more important things, to do
but I don't have a million hands 
to do them all now,
nor the sheer will.
So I lie back down on the couch
and watch the ceiling fan
go round and round and round
until my mind floats away
into the sweet oblivion of sleep.


mental | prayer