Complete
Finished
And I...
Have nothing...
Left
I'm not kidding
My brain feels dry
Like, sucked dry
Like those syrupy candy drinks
In the plastic that you'd suck on and--
Oh my God, I can't even form words anymore
I can't even string thoughts together
I found this picture
This photo
This great--
I've been looking at it
For two hours
Trying to come up with a story for it
I found it online
'A Foggy Morning in Lisbon'
Isn't that great?
There's a story there
The problem is that at 4am
And a broken coffeemaker
I'm a really lousy storyteller
It's okay though
I've told my stories for tonight
I'm not ready to sleep
I'm too tired to sleep
Do you know that feeling?
I'm up, and I feel like I'm staying up
But I'm not sure what else I can do
The apartment's too quiet
And I've run out of stuff on the DVR
And the dishes need to be done
But I'm too tired to even contemplate dishes
I've reached the 'far too honest' portion of the evening
Morning
Whatever
But I did do something today
I finished the play
Isn't that a great phrase?
Oh, an even better one--
Similar, but different
A Finished Play
Of course, it's not finished
It needs to be revised
And reworked
Retooled
Re-something
But it's all down
The basic bones of it
Are down, down, down
And I'm exhausted
And I'm giddy
And I'm...
I'm only capable of leaving you a voicemail at this point
Saying sorry
Sorry I chose this work over you
I love the work, but...
It is, in fact
Lonely work
I look around
I finish
I want to celebrate with someone
And you're...
Well, I'm going to bed
Before your phone cuts me off
I'm just going to rest my head
I'll probably wake up tomorrow afternoon
Look at what I've done tonight
And decide it was all wrong
But at least I can fall asleep
Thinking I got something right tonight
At least for tonight
I can say I made a good choice
Maybe not the right choice
Maybe never the right choice
But a good choice
The only choice I could ever...
Goodnight
If you're...
Never mind
Just goodnight
As for me--
I'm just going
To rest
My head
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