Comments about Michael Sloane
American Night Shift Philippine Style
Another night on the night shift train to morning!
Bright white light bulb, my sunshine.
Dinner is served
Computer flickers on. Emails, chat-rooms,
and websites come to life
The globe comes alive pulsating from third to first world
Who’s here who’s there?
Here windows open dogs barking, loud voices of laughter and my nightly bar next door churning out the beat of a sweaty jam. Girls made up, smoky bar, men watching. Men and women plying their business
There drinking coffee, reading the newspaper getting the kids off to school