It’s slow becoming clear to me
that words flood in with impunity
because I’m doggone Taaahhhhhrd.
And, in the interest of my sanity
it’s clear that sleep will be the best for me
to restore my spirit-flowing clarity
that let’s me be a bard. . .
So, I hope it soon will be
that I relax into serenity,
for in this moment’s close vicinty,
my tunnel vision only lets me see
that I’m a little bit too wired.