Random words

Eric’s guitar strums the blues

I’m still snoring as my eyes open

My neck stretched in the wrong direction

My mind lonely for some words

I struggle up the stairs

Each footfall meanders

To this poem

	lifelessons on I forget to remember
	frankmc1000 on I forget to remember
	lifelessons on I forget to remember
	frankmc1000 on I forget to remember
	lifelessons on I forget to remember

	lifelessons on I forget to remember
	frankmc1000 on I forget to remember
	lifelessons on I forget to remember
	frankmc1000 on I forget to remember
	lifelessons on I forget to remember

The Feck it Philosophy