Too Much

I think too much I think
If I would not think
I think I could sleep
If I could sleep
I would not think

Late at night my mind spins
Thoughts of dreams
Dreams of thoughts
It gives to me nothing
Just more lines under my eyes

Early in the morning my mind spins
Busy with thoughts that I did not think
Although I must have brought them to mind
To think I have done so deliberately
Just to keep myself from sleeping

Talk about a dilemma
If I talk at all
It surely would not be of that
I fumble for the light again
I find myself awake again

August 3, 2007


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