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Sleepless in Settle

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Subject: Sleepless in Settle
Date: Fri, 15 Mar 2024 02:33:00 +0000
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by: Hymermut - Fri, 15 Mar 2024 02:33 UTC

SLEEPLESS ANXIETY IN MY 80s

I lie here tossing and turning
Wild thoughts crashing through me old head
Have I left something burning?
Are monsters still under me bed?

My mind has a life of its own
Anxiety runs round unfettered
Was that the ring of my iPhone?
What I said then could have been bettered

I’m just dropping off, when I shudder
Of course that wakes me in a moment
I feel like a ship with no rudder
Unconsciousness is my opponent

At long last I begin to slumber
But I’m dreaming I am still awake
Has Satan at last got my number?
Am I hell bound now for f**k’s sake?

Four hours later I wake in confusion
Where am I, what time is it now?
Am I rested? That’s an illusion!
It’s a new day to get through somehow!

And at midday my eyes start to close
I think I’m in need of a nap
I go to bed wearing my clothes
And I sleep, after a day cap!

I wake. Is it am or pm?
I’ve no idea if it’s night or day
This could be my requiem
“Confusion killed him,” they say

“He died so peacefully in his sleep”
“Rest in pieces” so they say
Out of him now we’ll not get a peep
But I wake. A Brand New Day?

Tone 2024