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