I thought about going to sleep

but the bottle isn’t empty yet

and I simply refuse to be called a quitter

I thought about going to sleep

but then remembered that there are still two more hours

to bleed dry until the sun dawns on the horizon

and I’m not one to waste the last hint of darkness

with my weathered eyes closed and my frayed mind switched off

I thought about going to sleep

but the striptease pillow just isn’t sexy enough

to lure me into that spider web tar pit trap

I thought about going to sleep

Hell, I thought about a lot of things

but none of them really stood tall

above and beyond the rest

so I thought I might as well stress

these adrenal glands a little further to the point of popping

I thought about going to sleep

but there are words yet to write

and cigarettes yet to smoke

and dragons yet to chase

and lightning yet to bottle

and truth yet to seek

and gods yet to kiss

and love yet to birth

and death yet to taunt

and disease yet to fuck

and mistakes yet to purge

and hope yet to find

and faith yet to leap

and souls yet to shine

and stars yet to sing

and wounds yet to heal

and doors yet to open

and intentions yet to manifest

and roads yet to travel

and fires yet to burn

and floods yet to surf

and madness yet to laugh off

and tears yet to weep away

and crosses yet to carry onward

I thought about going to sleep

but then I thought

crank up that noise

and put on my dancing shoes instead