the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Friday, October 16, 2009


The morning comes to say goodnight,
Delirious and out of sight,
A title for my state of mind.
Every week incessant repeat,
A gathered battery,
Beat to the beat
Until we beat before defeat
Before I sleep...

Encore, we eat at 3 o'clock,
A.M. pizza,
Cardboard box.
Papers strewn and turned to sea
Of things we wish would be complete
I'd be complete with this week's end
But a problem set stands to contend.
Paper thin, but set to win.

Begin, back where this all began:
Sun comes up with shining plans,
But I'm not ready,
Oh no, not yet,
I've got my name down on this bed
And I'm entitled to this rest...

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