I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Poem 62: No More Time (Haikus)
There is no more time.
In creating more of it
I borrow from sleep.
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The mind's fading fast,
But, caffeine bars open eyes.
In jail I'll 'wake.
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Morning's on its way
I smell it come like failure
blowing in the wind.
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