Fell Asleep With the TV On

My companion, the late night tube

Forever friends all these years

Sleep, the inconsiderate party guest

An alternative for late night beers

Maybe I’m actually a vampire

Since nighttime is my playground

Could this explain my howling

And pace restlessly like a wolfhound

I long for my plasma screen

Eyes glued on the clock all night

Mornings are sleepless and tiring

A reflection would be a fright

In the late hours, real darkness descends

It’s our own demons we should fear

Slowing the body, speeding the mind

Thru the looking glass we disappear


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