Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on May 6, 2010.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Too dazed to be feeling aware
If I’m really here or I’m there
I dreamt I was chilly
And now I feel silly
I’d fallen asleep on my chair

I started this morning at four
It seems I can’t take any more
It’s perfectly clear
That I shouldn’t be here
At least it was not on the floor!

I’ll now crawl upstairs to my bed
And sleep under covers instead
While fuzzily thinking
I should have been drinking
To get quite this muddled a head!