TV before me I sleep with the sound blaring ad(s) infinitum.
Not wanting to stop, I stay up late to finish. Much better to sleep.
sand falls from my eyes dried saliva on my cheek morning skin tingles
Slouching in my chair, muscles heavy with fatigue, my eyes flutter closed.
The world in darkness I was hoping for moonlight It has yet to rise.
I can’t go to sleep! Too many open windows Spear through my eyeballs.