An addled mind

The dreams won’t let go

Struggles to wake

the battle’s for show

 

there’s grit in my eyes

and drool on my lips

a crease on my cheeks

and a kink in my hips

 

I must be alert

For this life I now live

Expectations galore

They take and I give

 

All work and no play

Or play and no work

The rhythm’s all off

I feel such a dork

 

The answer is plain

To questions I ask

It must happen now

An ominous task

 

But do it I shall

by the strength of my will

I should be remembered

For ages until

 

I lay down beside me

My pillow is soft

Another five minutes

Of dreaming aloft