Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
Strangers in a strange town
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Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
Category Archives: time of day
Why I need to sleep
When I stay up late
my thoughts move oddly like lab
mice stunted by drugs.
Insomnia bordering on insanity
Night winds roar like a
giant parent screaming “Go
to sleep!” without words.
Powerpoint
When you’re in a long
meeting, now you have two things
to look at while bored.
Morning sun
Slanting through speckled
panes, turning cobwebs into
faerie gossamer.
Driving home at sunset
Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.
Fuzzy logic
posted to my Twitter account
I need sleep, but I * need to work but I need sleep * to work can’t think straight.
Last minute
posted to my Twitter account
Project due and I * like the late adopter I * am, haven’t finished.
For whom the bell tolls
From an estate sale –
pendulum clock. Westminster
chimes now count my days.
Daylight Savings Time – March 9
Spring ahead and lose
an hour. What I could have done
in that length of time…
a haiku a day 