Every night I
play Russian Roulette with sleep
instead of bullets.
Dead tired
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Every night I
play Russian Roulette with sleep
instead of bullets.
I lock the TV
behind the armoire doors so
I can get work done.
Some days it feels like
all I do is sit on this
couch and write for hours.
Halloween spirit
eludes me, like the ghost of
someone I once loved.
When the going gets
tough, I end up sleeping on
the couch, fully clothed.
Turn the clocks back next
week? I could use that extra
hour of sleep right now…
Suddenly it’s too
chilly to wear a tshirt.
Autumn’s in the house.
Nighttime landscapes blaze.
Lines of fire on hillsides trace
borders of life death.
No word from Anne. I
am not one for prayer, but
put hands together.
Oh, God…CNN
is in Spring Valley, shooting
by Vons grocery.