Sleep

Sleep escapes me.
Though I chase it
It eludes me at every turn.
Sleep is to me as
Roxy was to the cop in New York Minute:
Somehow just a step ahead
In the direction I don't seem to be heading.
Sleep is to me as
Water is to a beached whale:
If I don't get some soon
I'm in trouble.

Sleep escapes me.
Though I chase it
It eludes me at every turn.
Sleep is to me
As Jerry is to Tom:
A wild game of cat and mouse
In a world where the mouse always wins.

Sleep escapes me.
Though I chase it
It eludes me at every turn.


God, help me to sleep!