Clock beating the drum
live Jazz band playing Summertime
in my head
and I'd say it's insomnia
or frustration
or life's many kafuffles
but who am I kidding?
I simply do not see the point
All the fun stuff happens
when you're open
alert
alive
I'll get enough of the
40 winks when I'm dead.
Today is for living
so I'm going to live it
red-eyed and caffeinated
waiting to greet the
possibility
of another 1440
minutes without the
complication of
sleep.
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