Light breaks. I heed the
call to darkness, cup rich black
magic in my hands.
Morning ritual
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All nighter
Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.
Diner
Booths shelter those hung
over, elbows tacky with
pancake syrup spills.
Two hours of sleep
Eyes red focus shot
totally worthless but I
still need that paycheck.
Loser
You still up? Dude, it’s
not like the internet won’t
be there tomorrow.
Up all night
I would like to see
4 am start off my day
instead of end it.
Last day of the year
Where did they go? Wake.
Eat. Work. Pay bills. Each the same.
Days blink by, all gone.
Ocean waves
I type in a dim
dark room listening to surf.
There’s an app for that.
Channel surfing at 3 am
Late night TV a
wonderland of fast money
junkyard of trashed dreams.
Dog tired
Our longer springtime
walks knock him out. There he lies
fat happy fur child.
a haiku a day 