Hour Three

None of the pictures elicit an emotional response. All I can think of is lying down, closing my eyes, and going back to sleep. So I could take a quick catnap, and not fall much behind. Couldn’t I?

I could not. By the time I am refreshed enough to get out of bed, half the day’s prompts will have come and gone. I am only sitting here from a strong commitment I am adamant about.

Sorry folks, as I struggle to maintain consciousness, I may be leaving a very long trail of haikus.


Sleep, my enemy

Stolen another, have you?

Dear God, eleven oh six


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