Shakespeare was an insomniac

A maniac, word-slinging poet

who ate his delights, masticating

his sorrows, while feeding our

wide awake hearts 

with his poetic desires.


Shall we in return dance tarantellas

to celebrate you and I here

now manic-  and sleepless

in this shared space?


Similar fate, to the master

of the sorrowful sonnet

in constant debate!


©️Jay Mora-Shihadeh

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