One A.M.

Best to put this to paper
before Old Man Seizure
wipes it from my chalk board brain
and turns me into more of
a monster than I already am

I've been losing things lately
little snapshots of my day
or week
just simply not there
eaten
by this beast in my head

One A.M. and I'm blank again
looking for something to fill slate
something that will come to late
as the Moon litters her dusty children
across my sight

While half a mile away
in a smoke filled bar
The Man in Black
drinks away my life