Routine Lunch

That’s all that it said,
On the blank page
Of the notebook
That I keep next to
My bed:

“Routine Lunch.”

That’s all that it said,
On the paper I use
To write down the
Drunk thoughts that
I have.

“Routine Lunch.”

I say in my head,
Over and
Over and
Over again.

“Routine Lunch.”

What the fuck
Is that supposed
To mean? 

Published by lou rasmus

Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories. His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.

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