Sleep

A long day’s journey

A long day’s night

My pillow awaits

Fluffed just right

A dream or two

Is calling my name

I imagine my writing

Won’t be the same

My head to mattress

My light snaps to dark

I am over this day

To dreams I embark

Goodnight you fair poets

You geniuses too

The ride has been gnarly

The poems have been too

Good night sweetest evening

I really had a ball

But someone will die

If my phone rings a call.

 

 

 

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