Sleepless through the night: A poem

Dinosaurs in the closet (carnivore, green, three toed).

Batman coming in a window.

I peed.

Coffee Maker too loud (BRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrr noise).

Trixies in the alley behind our house
annoyingly enough,
their migration pattern
has not been
contained
by the great lakes, or the rockies.

What are you watching?

Can I sleep with you? Dad can sleep in my room.

Murphy's TOUCHING me.

Can I watch TV?

Yawn!
Yawn!
Yawn!