Oh what humans we are
with frightful eyes and forgetful minds
Lightning nerves we are our fingers reach
And the longer we spend alone, charging
The stronger we strike stroke shock
the next person we come into contact with
into contrast with
Oh what humans
we are alone.
I was about to fall asleep when I thought of this. I figure it must have SOME value if I was willing to give up sleep to write it down.
And because my only real writing seems to happen at 2am and beyond.