Now I lay me down to sleep

I jolt myself awake

Poetry looms before me now

Don’t fall asleep for God’s sake

 

Pull yourself up by your bootstraps

Or at least your comfy old socks

Don’t put your head down for even a sec

You know how it is with these clocks

 

Force your eyes open do whatever you can

To keep your lost focus alive

Push yourself a few hours more

A poem will soon be your last

 

Now I lay me down…oh no

Stay awake, alert, and strong

Find that voice those last few words

The muse will push you along