ACK!!'s Journal: Walking to Work

Its a moment that
I hear myself dreaming
out loud again
I should stop that shit
because after all man
It don't mean
that I know nothing here
where the world
sleeps loud and snoring
drifting bits of
random meaning dragged
off by the scruff
of my own neck bleeding
little stings thin
pencil like cuts of my
own semblence of
what I want to think is
just another bit
of a harsh reality that
bitch slaps the
sense back into me and
I say now that
I have to stop that scheming
of the dreaming
out loud to myself again.