If you forget to breathe in waking

I wake up in search of bliss 



and instead I'm 
cast in a cesspit 

of tasks 
of thoughts 
of things 



I wanna come off the ends bro
Without securing a means 
to my end. 



if i end today 

is that a life well lived? 
does it quantify as a good ending? 
how many stars do you reckon I'd get? 
what food would be available at my funeral? 
who attending?
who speaking?
who missing? 


would that even matter? 
cause I wouldn't be there to see it. 

wait hold on
how do you know that?

maybe in the hereafter
they got OLED screens 
for those that came before 

hold on, wait. 
wasn't the point of life to not be 
glued to a screen? 


Hold on, wait. 

haven't even made my bed
yet I'm making my bed 
to lay in it 
my hammock of stagnation
speaking hammocks, 
the only holiday I'm on is from myself 

Hold on, wait. 
Just for a second 

take note 
take stock 
run inventory on my archives 
not a deep clean 
just a quick skim 

Through my conclave. 
was this day given or promised? 
do I embrace it or seize it? 

hold on wait. 
allow me to proceed