Thoughts of Deliriousness
Here they come again...it must be time to get some sleep...it's getting closer to noche...nacht...night time rejuvenation's,
Of course first I must close my eyes...wait there goes a rhino...fighting a dragon upon black mountain...will the war ever stop,
Whispering sweet mornings in my ear...night elves of fashion and flight...tabletop songs of food and spirit,
Oh how de do....the songs goes ro ho Bo....wow I really need to get some sleep...all I need to do is close my eyes.
Just want to close my eyes...everytime the windows shut...the gate of imagination streamline for the valleys of sunshine,
Winter wonders of fast cars racing...callabunga terraforming among the planets of the universe...let it be let it be,
I live and sometimes wonder...what if but why not...can it be but there's no way...what am I saying its happening again,
I think I just need to close my eyes and it will just fade away...the imaginable concoctions that draw louder every second.
Tick tock...the clock just went off...but time is going backwards not forwards...the reasoning is all wrong,
Was it right all along...or am I just delirious again in the midnight typing hour...they say a writer's best work is now,
Nighttime computations or dreamy conciliations...I don't know up from down...the light is shining brighter...then I might doze off suddenly,
I just need to finish up this short poem...but am I even writing or rolling...rocking or rolling...wait this isn't rock...this is penmanship.
Oh goodness...it's really time for bed...the mattress is waiting for my body to make it's approach...maybe I'm already there,
Could it be that I'm not...that I dreamt up this poem because I was sleep typing again...no it couldn't possibly be so,
Maybe could but wouldn't so if I didn't...wait what am I saying...this time is drawing nearer...oh so nearer,
It as if Alice met the dance of the century...but peanut butter fudge is way too good for keepers...eat it and be merry...sleep.
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