I Wish I Loved Maths

To bed just after one
 Awake by half-past three
The words in my head
Swirl around and torture me

All I did was have an idea
A simple story in my head
Now condemned to hard labour
Chiselling pictures, I cannot shed

The characters stare while I slumber
Like a child’s scary dream
They poke and they prod me
Sit in my mind, an endless scream

I wish I loved simple maths
The equations make me sleep
But my mind’s a jumble of words
Lying tangled in a heap

As knotted as my wife’s ear phones
As frustrating as laces in a shoe
I wish that I loved maths
Then I could sleep, just like you.

David Cox 27/10/20
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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