Clorox Sleep is a washing machine
Cleanse my soul,
roll my senses in dazy circles
blue soap dust
pixie lust
blown unto my eyelashes
to weigh them down
until daylight enters…
or until I gotta get up
to do my science homework!
Argh!
Why do I need to sleep!
it washes my life away!
And I can’t act
when my eyes are wont to close!
Froze.
is my mind.
Wind…
me…
up…
Caffeine!
But I quit you!
But can I quit you?
I dunno what to do