Jan 07, 2009 22:51
I wrote this one night when I couldn't sleep, heh. Went down well in class, but needs a bit more tweaking. Kudos for any who know my telly reference. No one in class did, but then, they're all fools.
Can’t
Too warm maybe if I throw
the quilt away but now it’s too cold
stick a foot out and a leg aah that’s better.
Listen! It’s a fox! Could be
a fox it sounds like one but
it could be cats mating. I wonder
why my eyes creak click
clicking like machinery
louder than the clock.
But I thought horlick’s
was supposed to help you
sleep all chocolatey. Shouldn’t
have watched that one extra
episode (poor Owen) just can’t
resist - never can even though
it’s scary. I won’t remember
this in the morning.
poetry,
writing