Photography and Poetry

“Another night, another shift, in the moonlight filled lift”

Moonlighting

Sitting down, typing
Part from the moon lighting
The room is pitch black
The rhythmic clickety-clack
On the laptops keyboard
Possibly the only chord
Which can be heard
In this very absurd
But well known scene
With too much caffeine
Trying to cross the finish line
And meet the deadline
Feeling much like a slob
Even if an unpaid job
Still keeping on writing
Despite only moonlighting

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