Prompt #10: ZZZ oops!

The needle on the record player glides across the 45 as my eyes close to focus on the music.
My mind continues to race with anxiety as it seeks inspiration from the calm tones of Cat Stevens.
While Moonshadow plays I can’t focus.
It is encouraging me to take knap.
While my head encourages me to make another cup of coffee.
The impatient voice in my head feeling as though the two minutes and forty-nine seconds feel like two hours.
How does one write a poem about a song that there head just cannot seem to focus on?
Oh wait… I just did.

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