9 pm, darkness encroaches.

Sleep is an idea formless and forthcoming…

I am ready. Just one more thing…

 

12 am, evening beckons.

It is time for sleep, the cloud is ever-present.

I am tired. Just need to finish up…

 

3 am, twilight shrouds

There is time still, give in to sleep.

I am awake. Just need to calm down…

 

6 am, dawn approaches.

Forget sleep, that tasteless mistress.

I am ready. Just need to write…

 

9 am, morning enters.

Sleep is a memory, far from reach.

I am caffiene. Just need some more…

 

12 pm, noon encroaches.

Shadows twitch and whirl excited.

I am god. Just need to push on…