Last Day

last day thank god
I'm bored and tired
and trying to eat my own head
from the inside outwards
and the ticking, flapping, grating
from the air conditioning
is more than i can cope with
and the inane drone
from the inane drone
is making me violent and itchy
and it's cold in here
the smell of ripe apples
and drains is sickening
I want to go home now
it's friday - 10.30 - 7 hours to go
last day
thank God
and all the angels.