Charlie Bertsch (cbertsch) wrote,
Charlie Bertsch


I hate the way you rise from sleep,
making the sounds of movement
without responding. I wait, caught
between staying in my seat
or finding a way not to waste
my time. A flash of light gives
me hope, but the darkness returns.
I'm tempted to leave the lights on
all the time, like an interrogator
trying to break the prisoner's will
to live. But who wants to pay the
price? Fuck it. I'm getting the laptop.
Tags: everyday, humor, poetry

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