different here on the night shift,
while
much of the world
is asleep
in their beds
we are at wheel of commerce.
under the moon
and stars
the canopy of darkness.
we take lunch
at midnight.
we don't ask what you're
doing tomorrow,
because when
the sun rises we'll be
back at home,
asleep
with a pillow on our head.
rarely do we
know what day it is.
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