The thief of time

Lurks around your mind

Awaiting the moment it lightens

As a dark room would

With the shimmery hue of a lamp

For weaponry

He wields strings of excuses

Woven together like fine tapestry

Coaxing you to chat

And tweet

And sleep

Just a little more

Just today

So, you snuggle your pillow

As you would your beloved

Convincing yourself is another day

Which surely will come