poem: huh 4:7

why do i stay up all night
i feel more me
in the middle of the night
i'm going to bed
i swear
i want to
really

being asleep is my favorite thing
i never like to wake up
i never want to go to bed

i'm like a cat, i guess
wants out when it's in
and in when it's out


i just woke up
sitting in the chair



how long was i out