Poem #9

Food comas are great on Thanksgiving day
when you are stuffed full of deliciousness.
But when the goal of the day, is to stay
awake, your plans may turn into a mess.
As your eyelids begin to droop, you jerk
yourself back into consciousness again.
And you throw yourself back into your work,
trying to keep your words from being plain.
As now I write, this is my dilemma.
Do I stuff myself with sugary treats,
or buy hot chocolate with extra crema…

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