Sleepers All
Insomniacs of the world, awake! Oh, wait, never mind.
dreamed 2008/8/22 by Wayan.
I'm in San Francisco, in a flat on Geary Street
in a drooping flock of writers and reporters: migrant birds of news (I won't say vultures). What putrid cow of culture do we tear and eat? Never mind. Too tired tonight. Too late. Talk ebbs to whisper; we sag to sleep, sardined on beds, couches, even the rug--except for three. A florid old newsman, hard-drinking by the red
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But author and newshound both are far
too beat to hear a sleep-addled fan. Card shuffles to a full bed, hits the deck; in moments he's out of play, face-down. Droopy news-beagle flops on a couch. I ask
Now what? Sleepers all around. Bored.
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