Wake up, go to the bathroom

Look at the overnight color

Printouts in the other room

The black ink's running low

The pictures must be redone

Replace the black cartridge

And resubmit the print jobs

Getting back to sleep again

Is hindered by the sound of

A primitive printing rhythm

A remarkable resemblance to

Beeps of a truck backing up

With head pillow sandwiched

Still a drip on the bathtub