Sleep writing
If sleep was a meal I’d be starving
Malnourished despite my carving
Out a routine for sleep in my bed
Pen in hand and sandy words in head
For poetry soup soothes my soul
Relaxes my mind helps me grow
Challenging me to write all night
Since I’m not asleep may as well right
Write what’s wrong from my view
Write whats right also a to do
Finally my muse comes for me
Just as I feel the feathers of sleep
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