Sleeplessness

It’s an old trick in the book To count sheep till you fall asleep But Mr. Insomnia stays up late It seems he wants to be my date! He seems to have alternate plans He makes me do things I cannot understand Why the other day for crying out loud He punished me and threw me out! It was dark and O so cold, I begged him Yes I implored, his good humour seemed restored He took me on a merry go round I started giggling but had promised not to make a single sound Mr. Insomnia’s red eyes on my back Making me go round on a circular track! He is a monster that grows inside of me And conspires with someone I don’t even want to know My movements are extremely slow Why the other day my heart skipped I only knew it could beat! Mr. Insomnia arose from his seat It early morning he is shuffling now Moving quickly towards his den If he turns around I’m ready to stab Him with my only weapon the mighty pen Instead of sheep, I now count to ten! 20.5.22