The Eyes that Woke

Flat surface with a stag in the middle. Hard time to rise so you cover yourself to remain little. Light that’s beaming and prevents further sleep, repeated toy story and counted sheep. Full body paralysis and mind gone blank, some water and stretching, with money in the bank. Morning routine that’s too early to swell, construction and banging can just go to hell. All these thoughts that's filled with desire, contemplating release, writer for hire. Fortnite player and twitch streamer on site, back and forth mind games, what a beautiful delight. Finally up and ready for the day, a constant reminder that I'm still gay.