Small Vices
Who needs sleep anyway? (an insomnia tanka)
2 min readNov 20, 2019
Sunk in couch — just one
more song — he’s off to bed, you
linger on, no plans
ahead, another fave — it’s
4am; that’s Sunday gone.
sneaking poetry into the corners of the day, and telling stories to myself in grasp of sanity.