Elizabeth Cotton picking and singing Freight Train.Turns out this was the first song Lucinda Williams learned to play.
{Hither and zither, the sheet music “shows you which notes to pick”.
Giggle.
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None of the clocks on my appliances match
the time displayed on the screens of my devices.
Because moments changed
Over night,
As if by magic.
The practicality of protracted wakeful periods during daylight hours.
The associated productivity increase.
You can get a lot of work done, outside, when you sleep all night
And only become conscious when the sun is up.
But, you can learn a lot by staying up all night and sleeping through the day.
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My alarms continue their incremental resounding.
Like they do when I gotta work the restaurant.
But, not today.
Today
is my
off day.
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/
[clears throat]
Al(l)right…
/
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I let
the alarms
keep
going
off
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/
Freight train,
Freight train,
runs so fast
/
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I do strange things with my sleeping.
An alarm set at 3:33 a.m.
To force me awake to immediately resume sleeping.
I easily become lucid in dreams this way.
At the very least, it consistently improves my dream recall.
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/
Please don’t tell what train I’m on.
They won’t know what route I’m gone.
/
…
I sleep upside down,
time
to
time.
Bed properly remade
Clean sheets
But with my head at my feet.
Pillows at the wrong end.
Feet by where a head usually is.
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/
Place the stones at my head and feet
Tell them all that I’ve gone sleep.
/
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I wake,
again,
thirsty.
Flit to the kitchen.
Make the mistake of reading poetic words
And I feel my heart beat.
Like the water had actually been coffee.
WrittenCasey 