In-Con Sequential Art
Friday
Feb122010

From Dusk 'Til Dawn

Day's past ending, night long descending
Spending too many moments on activities blending
Together –- I'll be awake forever, at this rate
I may never get to bed, pull an all-nighter instead
My eyes sulk, but infomercials skulking in bulk
Hold my attention, pitch enhancements that will turn my erection into a Hulk
Which I can polish to a mirror-like sheen,
After-care with a ShamWow, stains out with OxyClean
Watch this –- you know you're gonna love my nuts!
SlapChoppin' 'til the break of dawn, go for bust
A nut -- don't mind if I do –- it's three in the mornin'
Haven't touched it since seven, time to crank up the pornin'
Reborn –- second wind gonna keep me alert
Five minutes 'til the finish, now I feel like a pervert
Divert my attention to some Facebook conversation
Why the hell am I awake? I should seek somnambulation!

Can't sleep, can't seem to keep my mind on counting sheep
I'd weep, but now's no time to cry, it's time to pray my soul to keep
Little Nemo and the Sandman offer their hands to bring my soul down to the deep
Won't some Black Mage please show me sympathy and cast me down to sleep?

Narcoleptic, no narcotic, anesthetic, so erotic
Want my red and blue Tuinal, lipstick red Seconal
Frell it all, I'm never quite asleep or quite awake
Up late making soap, killing zombies, playing Quake
Got the shakes, ranting, raving on Cragslist
Drink some booze for the assist, but my wakefulness persists
Drunk-dial 900 lines and drink away my common sense
Drop atomic Jaeger Bombs, acquiesce to sleeplessness

Predilection for pornography
Addiction to adult photography
Activating my cerebral geography
Got an Ambien immunity
YouTube discovery
Facebook community
MySpace recovery
MMO RPG fervor is a fever
World of Warcraft pwns me, now I call her keeper
Night time lost ahead of me
Can't find torpidity
My own stupidity
Sleepless in Tragedy

3 point 1 4, sleep now Nerdcore
1 5 9 2, Death*Star loves you

Can't sleep, can't seem to keep my mind on counting sheep
I'd weep, but now's no time to cry, it's time to pray my soul to keep
Little Nemo and the Sandman offer their hands to bring my soul down to the deep
Won't some Black Mage please show me sympathy and cast me down to sleep

3 point 1 4, sleep now Nerdcore
1 5 9 2, Death*Star loves you
6 5 3 5, wake up, eat pi