18 mar 2019, The Gentlemen Baristas

Latte.



Late for everything.

Late for braces,

Late for my haircut,

Late for this teenage angst.

Late for insomnia, it hasn't been in since

2007 and college. Late for fixing my life,

late for screwing it up again.

Late for this and that,

never being on the right time zone,

never synching up.

Late for myself it seems.

I miss not having to wear a watch

and knowing you are just in time.



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