As I sit here, sluggishly
writing to complete my task
at hand-
I find myself thinking
about my bed and sleep
It’s been a long day
but a short, quick one
at the same time
I started off bright eyed
now I can barely keep
my eyes open
moments of clarity
where I can power through
excitedly typing away
others where if I close my eyes
I’m going to pass out
Don’t you taunt me bed
That’s not right
I could have napped earlier
but at the same time-
I didn’t want to run the risk
of missing deadlines.
stop singing your sweet siren
song- I’ll be with you as soon as
possible; I have other things that I
need to take care of before we meet
Wait for me
HaHa! That’s right! You put that lecherous bed in its place! What a relevant and fun poem. Kudos to you!
It took me a moment to figure out what poem you were commenting on! I wrote that last year, and had forgotten all about it… But YES!! I am sure that I will feel that way again this year at some point! thank you!!