My life, presently.

Listening to Against Me!, I'm sitting with a keyboard
in my lap and a smile on my face.
I've got a medium sized red bong on the table top
in front of where I sit.
Interrupted, the phone rings.
I pick it up in anticipation of Frank calling to say hello and not my mother to yell at me for being absent at school.
He's a caretaker making $20 an hour and I just sit here all day doing nothing in particular as my brain wastes away.
I'm in between jobs and I gave up on my educated thus far.
Instead, I'll sit here taking bong tokes and reminiscing on the past, when I had a life.