Paying the Piper

Paying The Piper By: Tom 1/26/2021 In my twenties, when woken, I felt juiced, long before age started plowing my field. Now, I’ve sleepless nights, most pain induced, and four hours sleep is a good nights yield. When in my twenties, I’d work all day and howl most nights, thinking who needs sleep, I’ll sleep when I’m old. Now I spend time reviewing those highlights, thinking perhaps my twenties were too bold. Now in my eighties, I lack sleep, due to my pain’s after effects, derived from those “twenties” nights of howling. I don’t have to guess about what comes next, when I wake up and my face is scowling.
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