In, oh, about two hours time
Another piece will post:
Because I couldn’t sleep at all
I’ve written more than most
Who have more sense than just to sit
And churn these dang things out
Without so much as giving thought
To what they’re all about
But now I stop and think. I guess
The reason that I write
Is that although I could not sleep
I can defy
The night
I’m one who dreads going to bed/sleep, avoids it–so that’s why I’m still up “chatting” at 5:32 am. Too many weird dreams.
Relate!