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The Blink of Tired Eyes

Poetry By: sirenscalling

It's nearly five a.m., and I am bored!

Submitted:Jan 5, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


I tell myself to blink

inbetween bursts

of staring contests with the screen.

Another hour gone -

One, two, three, four, five a.m.

Time's slipped through my fingers,

yet the machine that has captured my attention

burns on.

My room is illuminated

by the dull light of the screen,

which is a little too close

to my tired eyes,

and my brain slowly,

so slowly,

shuts down,

willing me to sleep.


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