How God Sleeps At Night

[To "answer" the poetic line, "how do you [referring to God] sleep at night?" used by an undisclosed poet...] I first awaken the tambourines Pour lemonade through my eyelids Then wonker downstairs to Daze upon my angels, free livestock-lovestock, Who choose to roam the open perimeter of Fencing patched with quilts and gaps I made a muddle over month after month... Wishing out our hallway lights I then Ascend to the bellhouse, Silencing our tambourines With quick and loving amazement.