Waking before dawn to relieve
your bladder and then trying to
get back to sleep is like slipping
off the turnpike to make a pit
stop whereupon you return to
your car and follow the white
arrows looking for the ramp but
the ramp is gone and there is
the turnpike elevated above
the earth and you can just
make out the backs of trucks
hauling cargo to a vanishing
point and there you are in
the parking lot going around
and around hungry for donuts.
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