Blue Moon

When the moon is blue my family sleeps My eyelids, not yet to heavy to open I indulge in these sparse times to myself I keep A miraculous experience Succeeding much hoping Monkeys in flight trace circles around my house And I would imagine Hell, a frosty sight to be seen Every soul, deep in dream no exception of my spouse Just me myself and I enjoying moments serene Perhaps I am in Heaven is usually my first conclusion Snuggled up in silence Far too inexplicable to be fact Must be another dimension or delirium induced illusion But I investigate finding them perfectly sacked I take full advantage Feeling unusually blessed The t.v. Goes off along with other distractions I find my favorite throw Before getting undressed Soaking up the sweet aroma of no human interaction I pick the best book To fit my mental state Then skip to the couch To my sparkling glass of Merlot The rest is a blur the children awake, the clock says 8 My wine untouched, book unopened where did the time go The truth is bitter the reality sobering Despite my efforts I fell asleep once again Humbled in defeat as my alarm clock rings Maybe next time I'll stay awake past 10