sleep...

i called the police tonight... on my own dance party.

okay, this didn't actually happen.

it almost did.

it did in my head.

i played it over and over,

rehearsing the words i would say.

"i'm trying to sleep, officer, but there's

quite the ruckus coming from up the street"

"what's that? i can hardly hear you"

"no need for a citation,

perhaps just ask them to quiet down a bit"

the party died just in time.

time for sleep.