Sadist

Originally posted in September of 2006.

Damn you.  

I was
so joyfully dumb,
lumpy and dreamless,
till you insisted
I get up
and talk to you.

I turned on the laptop.
I’ve been waiting.

Offer me a hint,
a sign, even a direct question –
I’ll snap to it.
My angry hands
are on the keys —

I’m as angry with you
as I am breathless
to find out what you want
so I can sleep.

If you let me get back to sleep
I’ll do everything else
tomorrow –

earn a living,
make friends,
save myself.
Let me sleep now
and you can
wake me up again tomorrow
to continue
with this slow murder
some call 

inspiration.