bah.

little no sleep
has lost her bleeping voice
- and she can't find it
leave her alone to squawk & moan

(admit it, you kinda don't mind it.)

giddy down!

a drinker's remorse
is much like a horse
it's big and it's strong
and it gallops along

forever.

it whinnies and trots
as you connect the dots
then emphatically nays
all your drunk yesterdays

does it ever.

in the morning.

there's something kind of dirty
about working at three thirty
in the morning.
in the morning.

there's something corporate whore-ish
about being here at four-ish
in the morning.
in the morning.

there's something kind of lame
about an office walk of shame
in the morning.
in the morning.

but in this job it is expected
so i cannot be dejected-
i had warning
i had warning.