Suffering from Uncharacteristic Insomnia

That is not the whole truth (I'm a terrible liar).  I'm sensitive, chemically speaking, and the iced cafe americano I imbibed at 4:00 PM this afternoon is preventing my eyelids from shutting for the night.  Will talking about dreaming coerce the caff to vacate my veins?  Let's find out.

Dream a little dream?

Heck no!

Dream a big fat weird dream,

Apropos:

Last night I saw a mammal, hairy and huge;

Though I remember not which kind.

Our fascist gov'ment had a frat facade, 

And the two were intertwined.

In a curious, nonviolent twist

Police carried plungers instead of guns;

And interviews were taken

By invisible monks and nuns.

Dearest, dearest, dearest brain

Why must my dreams be strange?

I'll quit the late day coffee, 

If you agree to change.