The waves of sleep wash over me
The lights in the office grow dim
Statistics and numbers all dance in my head
There is nothing else for it -
I'm going to bed
©cih00
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.