3am a poem
buzzes over my head and lands
on my bedhead.
I try to sleep but it won’t let me.
I get up and grab my pen.
Ideas won’t land no matter how
i try so I stop trying.
Poem lands nearby ready to fly away
if I pounce.
A note is like that.
It has to float.
Not be attacked.
This is not working,
I got to tear it up.
