Battling Sleep

[Oceantide]

We are too tired to write a poem
We are too tired to sleep
When paused to feel our body’s tome
Our head pounds to our feet
Our eyes droop our neck aches
We barely keep on typing
Yet when we leap up off the couch
Our visage is quite frightening

Stop! We say…let us live!
Let us keep on fighting!
But soon our words they drift away
Our mind slows down our writing.
We feel our feet we feel our head
We start to dream of sleeping
And so we wander up to bed
Lest we get lost in weeping