I've had fourteen hours of sleep
in the past four days, in three
different beds, with two different
lovers. Sleep? I laugh at sleep.
I have better things to do; I am
jazzed on caffeine, endorphins,
amino acids, a mystical sea of DNA.

September 1998

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