Poetry: Night Shift

The widening under my eyelids

And slowing of my breath

The stretch in my jawline

And soft fall of my hair

The tip-tap of my keyboard

And the glow of fluorescent lights

The anticipation of waiting

And nervous pacing of my heart

Night shift is about to start

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