final exam in less than seven hours.
and I cant sleep study or settle
maybe its the (what seems like gallons)
of coffee finally adding up
or the kettle
that i wait for night after night

"A watch *** never boils"

but i never looked
and it still never boiled

typical

anticipation grows inside
and winged insects fly
i start to wonder when the morning light will shine
but realize quickly the night never began.

i wait for it not to hurt
but understand (not quite fully)
that the pain hasn't even started.