Fighting Sleep
I fight sleep like Muhammad Ali
As melodic moon gently glows
Rather dance than chance sleepwalking
Music on the radio inspires tapping toes
Somehow my muse has been set loose
Not sure how long she will purple parade
She’ll always inspire my writing blue truths
Despite sleepless night or fiesta less day
I hear the whiz of emerald electricity
It’s so quiet I’d hear ants tap dancing
I’m sure I even hear your denim dreams
Tell me when you wake from sleeping
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