Non-Erotic PoetryPlunging into that abyss of nightI confess, I do plunge, on occasion...
Thrilled at the start, after getting beyond tired.
And with cache of caffeine at hand,
Withdrawing from the world, greeting my addiction,
Indulging that lust to write.
Taking that dark ride all through into morning,
'till I nod at the keyboard a few times.
And then crash into bed with my mind still whirling,
Waiting for the mercy of shutdown.
This IS my opiate.
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