summer envy of a plenty *

the date: unknown                             the time: unknown

we were planning an escape route.
through the meandering manual-pumped rivers.
secretly hidden and floating according to plan
within a brownish yellow self-built bookshelf look-a-like “boat”
just wentworth miller and me, trying to disappear before the eyes of the cops.

out of death-defying excitement and the moisture in my sanitary pad,
i slowly opened my eyes and allowed some light into my world of darkness,
stared straight into the clock and reflected..its fucking 6am in the morning.

in times like this, all i need is daddys casual vulgar expression
of KANI NA to sum up the ultimate sian-ness of being up when it aint time to .

NO MORE HEART-THUMPING ACTION DREAMS.
i need a goodnights rest PUHLEASE.