It’s past two o’ clock ante meridian,
And I am still awake.
Is it all the caffeine I gulped down at my nine to five?
Maybe it’s just the restless butterflies in my stomach-
Or the fact that I am scheduled to stand in front of a live audience
In just a few hours or so…
A stage performance in which I will most
Likely make a fool of myself.
Anyway, I can’t seem to repose.
My eyes are tired but I’ve got so many wired thoughts
Scrambled like eggs and congested in my dome piece
Not letting me get my much needed rest.
Guess I’d better go squirt out some piss
And see if I can’t clean out my system and finally get some sleep
Before I catch me some more fucking insomnia.

© 1997 Mauricio Rincon

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