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Time Change

by Jeffrey Parren

along with
the thousand other thoughts
I constantly think randomly,
I wonder why sleeping has never been
a solution for me, rather an escape.

it's the down times
that the bed or couch calls to me
and I simply give in because
what else is there to do?

I cannot remember the last time
I slept and woke up feeling good.

I would exist with selective insomnia
and never sleep if I didn't have to.
I would do so much.
I would never stop.

I wouldn't wonder why people back home
are embracing the new day
while I am still trying to find
a solution to feeling better, ever,
in whatever way possible,

while listening to the drunk Mexican neighbors
blasting their music at 2 in the morning
and resisting the urge to stomp over to their place
and demand that they give me
a shot of their fine, delicious tequila.

11/23/2012

Posted on 11/23/2012
Copyright © 2024 Jeffrey Parren

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/23/12 at 05:51 PM

...change the time from "the time to NOT go over there and ask for a shot to the time to GO OVER AND ASK FOR A SHOT. meet a chicata banana, eh?

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