Slow Motion
I'm in slow motion today,
night dreams kept me awake
in silly escapades in nightly play.
I danced, I ran, I sang
took fantasy advantage
of all the night brang.
Now, in morning late break
I struggle with my coffee
find it difficult to be wide awake.
I'll recover, coffee dark and strong
breach the barriers
of night's restless yawns.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2020
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