Three Days In Bed Poem by John Sensele

Three days in my bed renew vitality
Rejigs my plans
Redesign the humility and maturity
I ascribe to ardent Arsenal fans.

Three days in my bed recharge my batteries
When I take leave from the Internet
Enjoying a break from digital diaries
As to messy mosquitoes I pose a threat.

Three days in my bed reinvents my imagination
Slumbering longer than my usual sunup
Waking that devours the sleep mission
That nibbles at deep sleep cup in the final lap.

Three days in my bed rekindles my focus
Slows down the workaholism
That bullies in brazen fashion the locus
In which my sleep taps tourism in a power prism.