Tightened tendons tense
And clench
And coil
Under arid deserts of flesh.
Caffeine and stress start to gnaw and grate
My nerves - rubbed raw. So great
The thirst of this late hour -
Sour my wanting maw.
The god of entropy, my only worship
Imparts no respite here.
Not on this night,
In waxing limbo’s wake,
So hard
To stay awake.