I drink coffee
                  She prefers tea
           together we make the perfect

               buzz.

© Matthew Harlovic

buzz buzz
friday friday
sitting on the brink
ready to drink
buzz buzz
friday friday
get the juke turned up
my feet wanna thump
buzz buzz
friday friday
got on my cool clothes
yea you know how this goes
buzz buzz
friday friday
let it all hang out
this is what it's about
buzz buzz
friday friday
buzz buzz
friday friday

You know what?
Dear alarm clock?
With your pretty pink dock.
You stalk.
Break my eardrums.
Let. Me. Sleep.
You are weird,
Like no other.
And I begin to ponder
Wonder.
How do you know at what time I wake up?
Or I turn on the radio?
How do you know if I set an alarm for the next morning?
Why are you so loud and mourning.
I don't know about you,
But.
Let.
Me.
Sleep.
Don't be creepy.
Let.
Me.
Sleep.
Don't be loud.
Let.
Me.
Sleep.
Don't know the time.
Let.
Me.
Sleep.
PLEASE.
LET.
ME.
SLEEP!

Just in case you didn't notice,
Dear alarm clock,
Don't mock.
I have an appointment with my bed and pillow.
So.
Shush.

And.
Let.
Me.
Sleep.

Maybe it’s the familiarity of what I once

enjoyed or maybe it’s the alcohol

acting as the conduit for this electrifying

relapse down memory lane since one wrong turn had

me at the door step of an addiction that

I long forgot about but I think somehow it’s different

this time, maybe my tolerance level has gone up,

since the buzz

just isn’t as strong

as it used to be.

You hold me tighter than I've ever been held before.
Your finger tips emit electric waves over my bare skin.
The skin on my jawline buzzes with your hand's warmth.
Electric shocks sent straight to my heart.
Your lips touch mine
My whole body's buzzing with that same electric current.
I'm helplessly weak in your strong arms.
My body has began to melt.
In the warmth
Of your electric love.

Golden calm flows through me as the glittered dragonfly's frame and fairy wings buzz over pooled Monet oil.