The Insomniac Barista
Sleep deprived nonsensical rantings of insomnia
Insomnia, sleeplessness, restlessness inability to sleep
A 5:00am barista
Four and a half hours left for sleep, melatonin, counting sheep, nonsensical thoughts come sneaking in
No… it’s time to sleep
A double shot of espresso, I’ll need that tomorrow, barista’s medicine, once again nonsensical thoughts come sneaking in
No… it’s time to sleep
Three hours left, I will be opening the cafe, long shift
Espresso… liquid gold, the fluid of life
No…sleep, please sleep
Two hours left, another melatonin, counting ocean waves, serene and peaceful
Sleep, please….. it’s time to sleep
I feel a fog come over me, I pull up the covers, the breeze of the cool night air
I submit to slumber
I hear a lark in the far distance, but I am not one
I am a night owl, morning is time to sleep.