And Day Brought Back My Night

my coffee buzz is wearing off

 

The bathroom light’s on,

I took a piss earlier         

And forgot to turn it off

Before I left.

Street lamps

Peer through my blinds

As a few stray beams

Crawl across the wall.

Four quick beeps

And the yellow alarm

Turns Red.

No more cigarettes from Andy.

I fall asleep with the TV on again,

It makes me feel like someone else

Is talking to me

And I’m too important

To pay attention. 

I’m back in the room,

The one where I always go.

A non-descript gray area

With two chairs and a bed.

The white owl tells me to be patient

All will be revealed.

You come through the door

That wasn’t there until now.

Your smile illuminates

The Death Coated Mausoleum.

How long do we have?

Minutes, Years, Eternity?

Hard to tell

Where the constraints

Of science and math

Have no jurisdiction.

Either way, kiss me quick

At least let me have that.

The lovers

Resting in a timeless void

Free of schedules and meetings

All that exists

Is the other.

A perfect rendition

Of everything good

Within the coarse flesh.

Soon enough

The alarm starts beeping,

And the owl

Impatiently stamps his foot.

Go, you tell me

You’ll be back soon enough.

All the more reason

To sneak in a nap

While Apollo laughs

Atop his mighty chariot.

His horses can only run so long

Before they tire

And must sleep.

Yes, sleep.