Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.
All nighter
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Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.
Eyes red focus shot
totally worthless but I
still need that paycheck.
You still up? Dude, it’s
not like the internet won’t
be there tomorrow.
I would like to see
4 am start off my day
instead of end it.
like a song title
you can’t recall, like the name
of your first grade friend
At the Happiest
Place on Earth, worn-out tots shriek,
deprived of their naps.
Late night TV a
wonderland of fast money
junkyard of trashed dreams.
Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
When I stay up late
my thoughts move oddly like lab
mice stunted by drugs.
Hunched and hobbling I
move as if years older, a
taste of what’s to come.