I lie here
fixated
on the
green
glow
of the
third
apartment
from
the
top
of the
building
across
the street.
Why green?
I read
one
of my
favorite
short stories
that was
posted
in full
perhaps illegally
(who knows)
on the Internet.
I tweeted it
because
I could
and
joined the
willful
data sharers.
The one
about
Maggie's dopey, hangdog look
is
one
for the
masses.
Brilliant, Alice Walker.
A to-do list
running
through
my mind.
Not even
the hum
of the
furnace-thingy
can lull
me
to
sleep.
I hate you,
Reticular
Activating
System.
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