Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Many of your canvas seem to show you sleeping. But you must never sleep to do all the writing, drawing, commenting, reading etc. that you grace the world with daily. What's your secret? Caffeine? Or something less acceptable?
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe — what a great way to begin an interview. Too bad I can’t back it up with an insightful, entertaining response. But the truth is, I’m simply a glutton for punishment. I do sleep, generally a few fitful, tormented, guilt-ridden hours a night — but of course you’re already familiar with my dreams. I’m always up and drinking coffee by five, but I stop at two cups. There’s no secret, really, no drugs other than the temporary beating of my heart and misfiring of synapses, and the simple knowledge that it could all end at any moment.
*snort* are we one, my early rising insomniac anxiety dreamer?Do smile friend,just onceof a weekfor my eyes tireof pulling so hard
Your snort reportheard ’round the worldI shall undertakeyour weekly scheduleweakly for the anxietydoth tire me so.
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