no other heaven I need to grind for

“The days pass like fallen
leaves into the
river, under the bridge,”
he says
and thinks that it’s
the deepest shit
one can utter
about life

a life that he’s
so damn full of

He wakes up at 6 AM
every morning
and drinks water, stretches,
jumps a bit

goes into the bathroom
comes out
prepares a protein shake
spreads peanut butter on
a digestive cookie
ingests all that

goes to the gym

comes home

writes business ideas on
a piece of paper

He’s all about that hustle life,
alright

He’s 34 and ever ready
to give you
life advice

and then scold you
for not following it
correctly

He advised me to stop this
writer nonsense
I waste my days with
and start a family already

and I advised him
to get a job already
and stop living with his
parents

and he hasn’t spoken to
me since

I guess I’m a lost cause
in his vision

I like to wake up in
the afternoon
and then
lie in bed
daydreaming for a few
more hours

then maybe I’ll get up
and write something

or just lie in bed
for the rest of the
day
to be fresh for the
night shift ahead

I’ll be
alright

All I need are my words
and time alone

there’s no other
heaven I need to grind
for 

Many thanks to Gobblers by Masticadores for featuring my poem, "No other heaven I need to grind for"! 

Check it out HERE!

Thank you!