Monday, January 31, 2011
I'm on the bus. Sorta. Tried to follow Nanu's prompt. But promptly lost the file with my efforts :( Oh well. All down to sleep deprivation I fear. The tyranny of the baba in our midst. And anyway, every day here is a sleep deprived Ground Hog Day, so I would probably have failed the task anyway! And so, I decided that my offering might as well be on that theme...
Today was like the day before, the day before
We sink beneath the waves of tired.
mired in those early days
of our needy nefarious newborn.
everything pared, shorn to the minimum,
to the sum total of her survival.
Ruthless in her suppression of the cabal
who agitate for sleep, for peace, for time
No crime on our part goes unpunished
We the rabble who do her bidding
grey skinned, eyes red rimmed with bleary,
hair triggered leery of the twitch,
or moan, or stir that signals her
dominion - no angel here a demon really
We so clear in our desperation to
be free of poo and wee to catch a z
But on it goes, shows no sign of ending
And tomorrow will be like the day before, the day before