As you read this poem
You may look upon your clock
And see either the morning’s tic
Or else the evening’s tock.
I have advice to share with you
Be it the eve or morning;
First for my evening readers, I
Do share this somber warning:
For those whose work and leisure lasts
‘Til late at night like me
You run the risk of starting a blog
Of petty poetry.
But for the morning readers
Perhaps you’ll ponder thus:
How have you time to read crap
Writ by evening folk like us?
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‘Twas deep in the evening,
Way the heck into night.
Unlit things were dark
And dark things weren’t light.
It was nothing like morning,
Like super late afternoon,
And she’s talked like this all evening
And I hope this date ends soon.
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I’m sleepy, you’re sleepy.
We want to rest our heads
On pillows of fake feathers
On man-made plastic beds,
To cover up our bodies
With decorative textile sheets,
To halt electric lumination
And slow down our heartbeats.
We want our minds to wander
In the land of peaceful dreams
Until we gently are awakened
By sunlight’s gentle beams.
And so we go through the motions
To finally go to sleep,
We close our eyes a moment
And then our phone goes beep…
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My bones ache,
My pores burn,
My very innards
Are a’ churn.
Exhaustion sets
My hair ablaze.
I do approach
The end of days.
I’m dehydrated
As I ask you
Why wouldn’t I
Stay up ’til 2:00?
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A few minutes ago
It was ten o’clock
And I yawned as I started for bed.
Now five minute later
It’s midnight
And awakeness is filling my head.
You may think I’m lying,
That physical science
Will prove that this poem’s untrue
But I beg to differ.
It’s a sterling example
Of what late-night Youtube binging can do.
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