Wait... What?

coming soon, the place I ponder...

until then, a poem (though announcing it that way gives expectations I doubt it can live up to.)

I wonder
I ponder,
thoughts race through my head
I should be in bed.

sleeping the night away,
fresh for a new day
instead I think
nearing the brink

should write it down
too tired I frown
in the morning or later
I'll put it on paper

when I'm ready to write
from my sleepless last night
my face is still drawn
and my thoughts are all gone.