Poem A Day
All Poems by: Tonia M. Christle
Saturday, May 16, 2020
Wired
I don't believe
In sleeping
Apparently.
Six hours
Is my
Maximum.
Falling
Asleep
Is tough.
So envision
The hell
Out of
Viennese whirls
And cope
As you must
Tomorrow you'll get
Both tortillas
For lunch.
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