Stick Man

I’m half asleep
But I’m tapping the beat
With my stick feet
And I sigh.
My stick legs waver
And I sway like a raver
As I savor the flavor
Of the ride.
My legs are adjoined
By the sticks of the loins.
With a flip of a coin
I could die.
But just for kicks
I do balancing tricks
Without snapping the sticks
...or I try.