2016 or so
Dyssomnia
The clock keeps steady time;
The foredawn coffee cools.
I work my wit at rhyme
Like many other fools.
Four hours till sunrise,
Yet I keep watch this night
Alert for some surprise,
Some spark of heaven-light.
This odd legerdemain
Laborious and free
Should occupy my brain
At least till half-past-three.
Poetry by Xerxes Riffraff
Written on 2026-02-05 at 08:51
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