Late night up at one fifteen in the freakin¹ AM!
Talkingtalkingtalkingtalking.
On the phone/good friend/
giving up sleep time of her own.
Listening to me talktalktalktalktalk.
Can¹t stop, can¹t sit, can¹t walk
Can¹t pace, can¹t eat. Can¹t shut up!
Gotta be quiet. Shhhhhhhhhh.
People are sleeping.
Nope
One person is sleeping.
It¹s the bread winner.
He needs to sleep.
He is the only one making any money!
Sleeeeeep. Thas¹a boy, sleeeeeep!
My son is home from college
He doesn¹t sleep at night.
He never has, not since infancy.
He is telling me stories and playing me songs
and telling me about the Oz ep he just watched
and Twisted Sister and Sister Hazel. And TMBG!
I am learning new stuff. Good. That¹s good, right?
Can¹t sleep.
Check e-mail.
Play solitaire, play music, play the guitar.
Read, read, read.
Nope
Can¹t read anymore.
JUST GO TO BED!!!
In bed. Lights out. Pillows just right.
Slowly lay back, snuggle in.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Nope.
Light back on.
Walkingwalkingwalking
Can¹t sleep.

© Ellie Maziekien
8/17/2000

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