Running on Mt

Crawl out of my bed Singing the same old sad songs I step on a slug It pops underneath my foot What did the poor thing Do to deserve such an ending? I run to the bathroom and I hoist my foot in the sink Step out on the street The sun rays bounce off my eyelids People on springboards stare at the state of my shoes I run my hand through my hair To take out the cobwebs Attempt a star jump And the child stares at me like a fool