Damp Like the Seagull

I jumbled it all up on artistic merit These magic gloves are zero percent ferret I can bear it, eventually all cosmetic Cosmic comparisons for the most athletic Pathetic like my last espresso pull Continuous winter storm has my apathy full Like the dampness of a in flight seagull In a cloud, above a lake, next to the sea All wet and all mud my phone says a flood Love me or not on a closed rosebud This chub is in a box, slippery fish My Prius gets turbo boost from a near miss My face so no much I'll gladly suck on a punch Rather than throw my own Pleased to sink into my extra abnormal sleep schedule zone Snore But I'll catch up get it all back into balance As long as one allows for proper nap allowance Important to carve out time for the little things Like guessing what blessing the griddle might bring Maybe veggie nuggets, perhaps pancakes? Possibly a burger, I hope it's pancakes