Updating the site,
And I was busy writing,
And zees fill the page.
I had fell asleep,
My finger on the zed key,
Writing it all down.
My eyes are heavy,
A little sleep comes easy,
Ev’ry now and then.
The road are wet now,
The rain has stopped, not the cars,
They go swishing by.
I pause for awhile,
Closing my eyes to feel it,
That great heaviness.
