Another Night: Autumn 2007

Don’t wake me

I scrawl onto printer paper

And affix to my door

With a scrap of clear tape

From the side of a box

Shutting my computer down

I sigh and rub my face circularly

As I think of you

Enjoying your 2 AM

In fucking California

Brooklyn birds wake happily

I shut my windows tight

Blast the big AC

Creating a fat noise

So I can sleep nice

A dream comes quickly

I’m watching TV in it

New episode of Lost

Better than I could write

Had I been awake

At noon I get up to pee

I do so with shut eyes

Come back to bed

Pet the cat now in it

And sleep close to her fur

At 2PM

I’m ready for a day

Spend it great

Better half with art

Later half with you

Writing wirelessly