My head is swarming
Fuck it's 5 in the morning
No wonder the bees are harvesting their honey so early but oh so late for me
Your in bed asleep but my mind still creeps up on the aftermath of a wild evening
Get in line the rides not over
Someone's screaming
But I'm just worried about the battery bars on my phone getting low and the voices in my head latching chest bars for seconds in the first car on the track and here we go
Again
The bed is getting jealous of my late night sling chair writes
Up in the attic where the static of the day just seems to slide off quietly
But the mattress is loud with your body calling me out
And my fingers won't stop typing even as clouds of sleep gather around
I wanted to push all of your buttons especially the enter key
Wanted to penetrate you so deeply it would have required an architectural degree and a permission slip from your religious beliefs with a certificate of signature's authenticity
But you were enveloped in dreams that swelled up your shield
Lost under the sheets with legs time locked for safe keeping
And I was trying to colorcode a rubics cube in a combination vault
Sliding all the pieces in place and waiting for morning to quit stalling
It's hey hey hey
It's sunrise again on this beautiful day
Sponsored by life but not liable for injuries that may occur while sunbathing
The morning feels like another sunset
The sky is wearing it's favorite sundress
And I'm still wide eyed in the state of mind to have breakfast for a late night snack before retirement
I captured last night in ink
Shaded in its curtains and drew them while watching the day sink
Into another country's morning in hemispheres parallel
When I hit snooze on the alarm before even sending farewell
To the words I was herding in cottonmouth form
Fuck again
It's six in the morning now friend
Time to rest the body while the head threads it's needle
And sews together a couple hours of rest with a pillow that's been ready since last evening