Didn't sleep last night or you drank too much
So even if you did sleep it wasn't a real sleep
Yet somehow you make it through the day
Until around 4 or 5 pm you lie down and sleep
Till maybe midnight when you briefly wake up
To check the time and then go back to sleep
Clear until morning when you at last awaken
To the sun shining and the birds chirping
And any dog or cat you had in your life
Some even peeing with wild excitement and
I love the endlessly quirky and humorous observations that manifest in Mitch Sisskind's mind, but surprisingly this rings melancholy for me.
Posted by: Summer Brenner | July 23, 2024 at 01:02 AM