Can’t sleep
There is a cricket making a noise in the bushes.
Can’t close the window either
It gets stifling hot.
Maybe I could throw a shoe?
Nah! What guarantee I would hit it?
I’ll be minus a shoe in the morning
And I have no spare pair.
So I live with the noise
I stay awake
Not because I want to
Because I have to.
Sleep denied will return with a vengeance
I will probably sleep on the job
I will probably get fired
And come home with nothing to do.
I will just want to sleep it off for a while
The cricket won’t let me
I think I’m better off going out now
And killing the cricket.
