International night of pure insomnia:
it drips out of the machine into this big glass pot.
a cup of insomnia.
we prefer to drink it hot.
we boot up our life partner and stare at her screen.
it feeds us information.
I consume it together with the caffeine.
social media that prevents me from missing out.
where you write in caps,
when in reality you'd shout.
all by myself yet not alone.
as we drink this coffee.
connected online every hour like a sleepless drone.
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