11:18 P.M.
Want to sleep, don't want to.
Waiting for something.
An idea, an event.
Something to do.
Write on the walls.
Or the mirror or a shirt.
Draw something,
write something.
Go for a walk.
Sing a song.
Whole house is asleep.
Write a song,
don't have a piano.
And the whole house is asleep.
Clean my room?
That can wait.
Read something?
11:31 P.M.
Mom, you gave me this flip calendar
with mother/daughter quotes
for each day.
Those words you said to me,
"Mom and daughter are not
to be friends," Mom
that hurts.
So I imagine you made
a 11:35 P.M. those
sticky notes over there
catch my eye.
What should I do with these?
I'll test one, see if they'll
stick.
I have many hideous scarves.
What is to be done with those
shoe boxes?
WHY didn't I start looking for
a job EARLIER???
12:04 A.M.
The stickies just fell and
made me jump.
I'll tape paper to the wall
instead.
12:13 A.M.
Maybe I won't sleep tonight.
I'll do my summer reading
like it's day, until I drop.