april 3,2005

eastern standard time


i do it
everytime
this whole
springin foward
routine not like
a surprise like
clockwork...

each year
i'm warned
i don't prepare
i guess like
everything else
insomniac and i
watch stupid
television.
last night
it was working girl
(i hate melanie griffith)
because i remembered
the great soundtrack
carly simon and
le....t the ri ver ru....n let all the drea....mers wake the....
and i didn't even get to hear it
wasted time
energy valuable
beauty sleep
(i need all that
i can possibly get)
and then,again,
i laid in fear
listening to the
haphazard wind beat
savagely against
the siding and i
heard every creak
and pop and
tiny noise
most would not detect
and i play out
scary sceneios
in my head and
freak myself out
more and purposely
rustle around in bed
hitting your
leg or arm so
as to maybe keep you
awake,too,
in my torture
(which is undeniably
selfish,i know)
but things seem
a little less anxious
and i think i may
even be able to conquer
the night
when you are
conscious
but you could
sleep through
world war three
and the morning
comes ever
so quickly
and the thing that sucks
is that it is really 4am
and i've sprung ahead
i'm woosy from all
that springin
i just want to sleep forever.
daylight savings
saves noone....