Within me,

There's a never-ending game of tug-of-war.

One team makes a blinding impact

One team seems more nightly.

I venture into Starbucks

And the longer I'm there

The more Team Blinding strengthens.

One day, I feast my ears,

With notes that rap around in my head

And Team Nightly takes the hypertrophy.

I craft or request a salad in front of me

Team Blinding gets boosted

Only for Team Nightly to shine like the stars

When I savor the consumption of poultry.

Chris Rock will cheerlead Team Nightly

While Brian Regan gets Team Blinding

To acknowledge that they're not a Big Nothing.

When disturbance it "Get Out" gets spotlighted,

When Key and Peele erupt their thoughts,

When Thomas Sanders and KingBach vines

Dive their way into my eyes,

Teams Blinding and Nightly still pull,

But the rope goes nowhere.