more coffee and cigarettes

the never ending stream of coffee and cigarettes.
this is the best time of my life?
keeping all of these odd hours,
sitting at my keyboard,
typing my fingers raw,
looking for that right combination of words,
that will finally raise me up above this sea of noise.
putting everything else off,
for the sake of my art.
no more money,
no more time,
just the here and now,
and that can be frightening enough.