If I add up all the hours I’ve slept— I’ve only
slept two days… thought it was Tuesday,
:trying to choose a Friday; if I had it my
way, I’d rest more on a Sunday; but some
day stays someday; destination: realizing—
prime and pride,
A man’s pride stays prime while he feels
he still has time; slept through hours of
his life… sigh—
Closed my eyes, already time to rise;
so I write out the day in 24-hour lines.
…the insomniac writer.
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 5:11 PM UTC
If I add up all the hours I’ve slept— I’ve only
slept two days… thought it was Tuesday,
:trying to choose a Friday; if I had it my
way, I’d rest more on a Sunday; but some
day stays someday; destination: realizing—
prime and pride,
A man’s pride stays prime while he feels
he still has time; slept through hours of
his life… sigh—
Closed my eyes, already time to rise;
so I write out the day in 24-hour lines.
…the insomniac writer.
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