Flashes of genius come to " me"
On waves of electromagnetically charged blood!
And by the same token they drain away
Leaving inchoate dregs within my brain,
The chemical biological remains of the day.
Until blessed sleep may do its Elysian work
I revert to but a gibbering monkey or a newborn
My gift of lightning severely suborned
My plebian feet of clodding clay
My angelic wings folded away
Such are the remains of the bloodless day
Sleep, welcomed, is on its supine way.


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