After four in the morning

Sitting here at quarter after four

I woke early, couldn't sleep anymore

Crickets chirping outside the door

Smoking a cigarette in the night

I can see the brightness of a light

From a house, it shines very bright

It's now after four in the morning

I think I should be asleep snoring

There's things out here crawling

Soon this rhyme I will be aborting

I rolled one and I smoked it slow

Let the creative juices begin to flow

What comes out , I don't really know

I write as the thoughts start tumbling

In my brain sometimes it's mumbling

Often my thoughts create a rumbling

It's now after four in the morning

I really should be inside snoring

There's bugs out here crawling

Very shortly this note I'll be aborting

As usual I am the one awake first

I made a coffee to ease my thirst

It's not too bad, I have tried worse

I will conclude this poem very soon

I'm going to go listen to some tunes

I am chilly and I'm going to my room

It's now after four in the morning

I believe I should be in bed snoring

Different things out here crawling

Soon this letter I will be aborting