Seconds move like minutes
Dark cold night, elusive sleep
Slips beyond my reach.
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2 A.M., awake
Eyes open, sleep escapes me.
Still lost in the dark.
Fruit Flies Like a Banana (apologizes to G. Marx) – just an homage to words
Time Flies Like an Arrow 