Hours of Inspiration (#700)

It really feels good to write,
Just not so sure about late at night,
Because at that point, I just want to close my eyes,
It figures that’s the time ideas bubble and rise,
Sometimes I just get that urge,
Like some swelling tidal surge,
When that happens, I can’t seem to say no,
All I can do is submit to the flow,
Sometimes it happens after I’ve gone to bed,
When I get a line or two stuck in my head,
Sometimes it happens when I’m already asleep,
It forces me to wake no matter how deep,
Often it happens when I’m flat out tired,
And wham! Suddenly, the pen is inspired,
Hours of inspiration are completely strewn,
Writing never occurs at the most opportune.

Any Thoughts?

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