sleep is important

sleep is important,

my doctor tells me.

i yawn and scratch my neck.

yup.

i say to him.

i rub the circles under

my eyes

and shake my head,

trying to get the cobwebs out.

are you getting enough sleep?

he asks,

you seem exhausted.

he hits my kneecap

with a rubber

mallet,

making my leg swing upwards

nearly kicking

him in the groin.

no. i'm not,

i tell him. i'm not getting

any sleep at all

lately.

and why's that? he says,

looking into my ear

with a flashlight.

Sindee

i tell him.

I met this girl named Sindee.

she's a dancer

at this club downtown.

we're sort of in a

relationship.