the test changes everything

you wanted me to wait for you
and so i did
i waited and waited and waited
and as thoughts (despite themselves)
turned to dreams
and as dreams turned
to the disappointment of waking
you finally showed up
in your party dress
all perky and smirky.

i rubbed my bleary eyes.

don't get me wrong.
i was happy to see you.

but when you said
you were just playing
hard to get-
well.

the test changes everything.
i may have proved myself
jumped through the hoops
all seventy thousand seconds of them
but now i'm too tired.

an insomniac who
waits for the sun to rise
can't really "get up,"
now, can he?

roll me over
i've another dream
to get wrong.
and you've
another test
to take.