I run out of dull "updates"
for Facebook and Twitter –
so I write boring poems, like this one, instead.
Yes, you already know that I suffer from migraines –
and that, prior to noon,
I can’t always get out of bed.
I should wait until I have something to say:
something fresh, new and very upbeat.
If I wait for that moment,
it may never arrive.
If I wait to feel hungry,
then I just won’t eat.