Couldn’t Sleep – in my insomnia, I write

4:00 AM in morning as I am tossing and turning, My mind is racing like a Maserati on the open highway. Picture the landscape zooming by as the lines on the pavement become one as your speed increases.

What do you do when you can’t sleep?

You write poems, lyrics and songs.

This is a story about Sally -Do you really care?

Do you Dream when your Dead?

Does it matter when you are six feet under?

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