Prose Poem

write very quick prose poem argh Wednesday always with the early mornings need to leave now but haven’t pulled my tights up all the way there are still thirty essays from yesterday in my backpack and I need to take them out and replace them with harp music perhaps there’s a metaphor in there somewhere why do I never get the word “backpack” right the first time there is no such thing as a “packback” oh look it’s 7:39 I need to leave right now I am no good at this whole “morning” thing

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