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 © | Year Posted 2020

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