I tap my legs down one at a time
I turn my pillow over to the cold side
I shut my eyes hoping I’ll naturally drift off
But alas, I’m only kidding myself
Make another trip to the bathroom
This time, in a zombie-fied state,
My legs are so damn tired that
Even they are giving way
Seventy-five pages in and eyes still aren’t tiring
I can’t take anything in because
I’m too tired to be concentrating
IPod’s been playing for over two hours
I’m so hungry; I could do with some fruit sours
Is that dripping coming from the sink or the shower?
I can’t switch off!
I can’t switch off!
I CAN’T FUCKING SWITCH OFF!
I make a list of things to do before I die
One - Swim with dolphins
Two – Fly through the sky
Three – SLEEP!
If I was living on a farm
I’d go and count the sheep
I’ve popped a Nightol
I’ve drunk malt Horlicks
How difficult is it to catch some sleep?
Oh great, now the birds are singing
The sun is already rising?
Whose dog is that fucking barking?
Its six thirty already?
What the hell is wrong with me?
All I want to do is sleep
I’m so tired
I’m so tired
I’m so…
I’m so…
…………
…
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Arrrrghhhhhh!!!
A very interesting read... I can actually relate to your this state... as right now I am in the same situation as you... its 3Am in the morning and I can not ******** sleep...
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading this one and the frustration that you have so vividly described...
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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Oh God, I am right there with you. Brilliantly depicted- love it. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! Glad I did it justice! X
ReplyDeleteI really like the emotion is this that we all have experienced - that's when I turn the lights on and write
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Just before going bed is a great time to get everything off your mind :)
ReplyDeleteThe dripping, the birds singing and "Whose dog is that fucking barking" are what really tip me over the edge when I am sleep deprived...which is all too often ;-)very sensual- you've covered all of 'em I think! Love it xx
ReplyDeleteHey, this poem works really well. Strong images and a complete mood. I usually write in a cafe called Insomnia in Hillsboro, Oregon, USA. Your words would go over well here. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteOh thank you for the comments!!! Great to have people reading from America :) That cafe does sound like the perfect place for my poem, haha!
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