Cold Feet

Enervated and energized after cold shower

the perfect tonic to gin body though o'clock

wee hours August thirty one two thousand

nineteen - natural buzz to stave off relished

sleep, thus refueled with zest able to chop

chop thru printed material (dictionary seat

of pants newpage turner with a-z characters)

and no crock, but refreshing douse of chill

kept mien ole body electric able to dial back

feeling akin to soap bar man tiredness life

came to buoy quite some hours with joy de

vivre vigor analogous to morning dove (or as

if submerged smooth as ivory into Irish Spring),

until... bubbliness peaked than plunged yours

truly into fast shuteye descent lulled into land

o' dreams courtesy double fan tussy "white

noise," until I awoke with a start, (albeit heavy

grogginess clinging fast - thick spidery whirled

wide cob webbed glommed threads) unable to

offset toe tilly stark realization bare little feet

(plaintively oinking higglety pigglety) felt like

ice cubes, whereby skimpy blanket inadequate

to allow, enable, and provide adequate quality

sleep, hence inspiration piqued to attempt cob

bullying poem gifted (thank you watermelon

pickle) despite raggedy state, not optimal state

string words together rendering sense and cents

ability birthing feeble attempt to sweat out small

medium thoughts lodged within fifty plus shades

gray atrophied matter - begetting literary stillborn

whereby intensive care unit medical team resorted

to heroic measures applying revolutionary punk

chew weighted equilibrium until state of the art

poetic license intervention wrought sudden jaw

dropping miracle – whipped courtesy last ditch

Shakespearean divine resuscitation, (plus all the

king's men and all the king's horses) rendered

dead as a doornail absolute zero metaphoric

lifeless limp bizkit verse, neither lickety split

rhyme nor reason could explain tectonic shift

witnessing pluperfect (donned with little non hex

pence booties) manifestation vital signs, but

metered metrical blue feet in toto - oz needed

close monitoring to ward off 10,000 maniacs.