Midnight Snack

It’s only when you wake up in a cold sweat

That you realize

It’s been a while

Since you’ve woken up

In a cold sweat.

Stumbling downstairs,

Zombie arms outstretched,

You inhale a cup of white-grape-peach

And destroy most of a sleeve of Ritz

And countless spoonfuls of peanut butter

Before the fog clears enough

To get me to stop

Shoveling.

Before the fog clears enough

For me to recognize 

I was a fool;

Two giant bowls of Halloween candy

Sit before me.

Tomorrow I’ll wake up with a rebound high

From this 47 low

But that’s ok.

At least I’ll wake up.

Goodnight, love.