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SKOOL DAZE
Poems not fully awake, not fully asleep.
Catch the brain in screensaver mode.
More writing, less editing.
More nonlinear thoughts, less structure.
More imagination and exploration.
Let the phone drop from your hand
mid-sentence.
Let your forehead nod
into the laptop keyboard.
5:48 AM, 3/26/26
I want to go back to sleep.
I’m not fully awake.
There’s a skool of thought
about writing
while in a daze.
After the sun goes down
or before the sun comes up,
you can catch your internal censor
slipping, dozing off,
napping, knocked out;
you can access areas of the brain
normally off-limits
because security is not alert.
Our inner-editors hate
having their ugly sleep interrupted.
When they’re snoring and drooling
and passing gas and you pass them
what you’re writing at 5:48 AM,
your prefrontal cortex—still groggy
and in a hypnagogic state—waves
you off (says, leave us be) and leaves
you to your own literary devices;
you are free to write whatever
you like; free write whatever
you can imagine.
Sleepyhead, this is an ideal place
for your head to be when you write:
Write when you’re poor, huddled
and tired. There’s a certain liberty to it,
you writing without
you looking over your shoulder at what
you wrote.
The New York City playground basketball legend,
God Shammgod, once swore: his crossover dribble,
a move known as “The Shammgod,” was perfected
to the point where he could shake and ankle break
his own shadow. Thinking like that isn’t done
at the height of the day; it’s done when you’re bushy
eyed and bright tailed; it’s done when lids are heavy
and ideas are a midnight oil candle burning at both
ends, hovering over your head like a crooked halo
found in a Goodwill discount bin.
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