Morning ritual

Light breaks. I heed the
call to darkness, cup rich black
magic in my hands.

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All nighter

Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.

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Booths shelter those hung
over, elbows tacky with
pancake syrup spills.

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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.