Forty push ups at sunrise
forty more done four minutes later
four nights in a row now
forecast for a nice day
for whatever that’s worth.
Forgot when you last restocked your station
fourth customer in the last forty five minutes
fortunately a nod’s enough to greet them this late-early in the day
forlorn faces looking at mine for a loophole
for the love of god there are some fuckups foraging around out there
for the grace of god I do not go... there.
Four more small tabs ripped off milk from the fridge
four cups of coffee gone cold half drunk
foremost on your mind, is stay alert
four times you thought the boss was gonna bust you asleep
force of will now all that’s keeping you awake
but when will it be 9am already
for fucks fucken sake.