Surprise banana

My 

eyes focus

 wide on the black screen as I smell my own dirty hair. I would like to properly wash it

But I don’t have access to the water temperature that I desire.

I am full of discomfort this morning. All I have is discomfort stacked tall up to the ceiling,

The roof of my brain.

I crack

And creak

As I sit and move my head from left

To right-

To left.

Somehow,

 I woke up this morning;

I woke up and

I was naked,

Groggy,

Foggy

And disoriented.

I turned over to get used to the bright atmosphere fighting with my windows.

And There was a half-eaten banana perched on my pillow next to me.

I blinked

and opened my eyes to try to understand reality again.

I didn’t end up finishing this particular banana,

Though it did look fine

Still Mostly covered in rhine.

I moved the banana slowly from my pillow to

The table with a sigh.

I ate half of a grapefruit instead.

The banana is still half-consumed, and staring at me from my bed-side table.

I shudder when I look at it…

As it becomes blacker and blacker,

But instead I dream about toast covered in pesto,

Homemade-home-fries,

Epic Spinach-onion-mushroom-tomato-avocado-omelettes

And Big veggie benedicts covered in hollandaise sauce.

Mmmm, internal cry,

And Sigh

To My tired

 eyes.