it's another sleepless night
for me in the ville
ideas come flying off the top rope
like a Uso my pen splash
over and over
until I crash and even when I do
my mind is still creating
I have the hardest working brain
it never checks out the game
I take a vacation from reality
I prefer the lands of creativity
not only do I exist
I thrive here
my nomadic mind
no longer searches
for a home
I'm right where I belong