Thursday, the new Friday. Today is Wednesday
and every minute I feel like I’m busy. What happened to
time? Where did he go? Too busy to let myself
go to bed, forget, and rest. But I will try.
Now that I’m here why can’t I fall asleep?
Is it the noisy train I hear from a block away?
The Chinese radio playing
in the room across?
Mother speaking loudly to my aunt in the living room?
The phone is right there next to me
flashing in a steady beat.
I see it and I hear it buzz.
I hear the buzz, the tv, the radio, the train,
the mom, the chopstick clanking against bowls.
Instead of sleeping I bet all my friends
are going out
having fun.
I get up
out of bed
and
go on facebook.
How hard it is to kill work with sleep.
Life doesn’t stop for anyone.