I can’t sleep anymore,

The birdies wake up by four…

I hit the bathroom

And in the gloom

Decide to write some more.

I write by word processing,

My handwriting’s really messy…

Sometimes I can’t catch

My own chicken scratch,

I’ll finish before I’m dressing.

I’ll transcribe it later in the day,

No Internet connection this way…

Could burn a C.D.

But that wouldn’t help me,

The rewrite allows editing inspections!

Now I’ve cleared my head

Of verses, it’s back to bed…

I sleep until noon

More time is a boon

To get done the chores that I dread.


–Jonathan Caswell

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