The neighbours have moved in next door.
They've installed a fountain,
and it trickles away through the night,
lulling me to sleep,
entering my dreams and waking me to urinate.
I decided to keep a dream journal,
to write down the first thing that comes to mind when I wake up each morning,
but it's the same every day:
"6am, need to pee."
Maybe I'll stop
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