Sleep disturbed,
awake, once more,
too late to try again
Dreams, or nightmares,
what’s the difference, at this point—
may as well pick up this pen
Onslaught of thought,
mind overwrought,
creative flourish in the night
Floorboards creak,
shadows speak,
words flowing from the moonlight
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