INSOMNIAC

by Nevada Kerr


Forced awake by the thrall of work
Where are my sleeping pills
My overactive mind's a quirk
Feeling drowsy is a thrill

A few hours of rest are all I need
I'm dreamless in the night
I don't expect a life of ease
Just turn out the light

If I make it to the land of nod
I'll fool away the time
Loiter like an idle God
And clam up like a mime

I'll close my eyes to the world at large
And forget my busy day
Disremember every care and charge
And sink into the hay

Lay me down in the soothing hush
Beyond the noisy crowd
Leave me snoring like a deadbeat lush
Still behind this shroud


Written by © Raven Drake
March 4, 2006.

Created: April 2006 © Paul Kinder

Last Updated: 16/4/06