Insomnia 080209

Sleep eludes,
Stress exudes a phantom song that plays,
A lilting tune – despite the moon – keeps slumber far away.

Although it’s time to shut my eyes and put my mind at ease,
I lay awake – and sleep forsake – because these rhymes do tease.

It must abate,
I cannot wait!
These maudlin lines must cease!
Alas! I find my words do bind, And I shall find no peace.

My faithful Dim – a cat, no hat –
Has dropped upon my chest,
His sonorous purrs and warm soft fur may yet persuade my rest…

Posted on 2009-08-02, in Misc. Writing and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Now the world has gone to bed
    Darkness won’t engulf my head
    I can see by infra-red
    How I hate the night

    Now I lay me down to sleep
    Try to count electric sheep
    Sweet dream wishes you can keep
    How I hate the night

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