Last updated on April 4, 2020
I’m not tired
I’m wide awake.
With eyes bulging
and adrenaline rushing
sleep is no option to make.
I’d go flying,
But I have no plane
I’d start reading
But the sentences are too long.
I’m sitting,
not lying down.
Upright, back straight
or that’s what I think.
Glancing at the downy duvet,
the plump pillows,
the mellow mattress
I reflect.
Is this what I want?
To melt into its supple embrace?
But I’m not tired!
I won’t sleep.
I’ll conquer the world
become President
or an astronaut!
Tomorrow.
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