Requiring dim lights

for a wordy auspicious moment

Bright lights force the obvious

an unnatural awakening

Station me among musty books

They incite my mystic creative daze

No! Body demands recovery

My perplexing ways of breathing

And my lunatic want and spend

Addictive bed relentlessly beckons

No. I must write … or perhaps sleep?

Write! I must be a writer and I will!

I shall write about nocturnal resting

Research, of course … to sleep!