Sleepy

When the body grows weary of today's consciousness iteration
Long sentences define the poetry's consideration

Couplets are all
The tired brain can recall

For songs they can't sing
When the mind only rings

And shorter they might get
If your dreams might beset

Wilder the geese
Untapping fleece

The words stir the soul's patches
And define words like clatches

For there isn't a soul
That doesn't love to roll

And the scheme will become sour
Before my face runs dour

Forgive me my transgressions
And pull my regressions