Tuesday, 11 December 2012

255. Struggling for Clarity

My eyelids droop throughout the training
and I feel ashamed every time I yawn
from my seat across from the instructor,
but it's better than actually falling asleep,
slipping into the silent dreams
of far away places that wrap around me,
hold on tight just for a little while.
I plow on, pressing my nails to skin,
in the hopes on staying focused
just long enough to make it through the test.

Still, I regret nothing from the night
we stayed up until the darkness almost left
as we discussed geopolitics, economics,
and the human condition
with friends.

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