In the Early Morning Hours
In the early morning hours, I should just stay away
From my computer; for who knows what will come to light?
Strange, twisted thoughts that spring half-formed
From deep in the recesses of what’s left of my brain
Manic panic with no grip on reality,
Are printed forever on the unsuspecting page,
With no bounds to keep to the truth
Whatever my neurons decide to write,
Spills out from the dark corners where they’re kept
Hidden from view, but in the cold morning light,
They come out to play, with no common sense to stop them!
© Copyright 2017 Mike Stevens. All rights reserved.
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