Its Too Late To Be Writing Poetry

I’m tired and I just can’t stop yawning It’s stupid o’clock in the bloody morning We will just have to wait and see If it’s too late to be writing poetry? I really need some divine intervention perhaps an elixir of lyrical inspiration I drifted and snoozed and finally slumped and only woke when my head got bumped! Perhaps a surgeon would do instead To remove this keyboard from my head January 2017