Sleepless night

My mind is a blur

Can't say what

There is to concern

Echoes in the night

A passing jet plane

Just loud enough

To make me insane

Tossing and turning

I have had enough

The room is too warm

And the blanket's too rough

The ache in my head worsens

And then there's that sound

Gentle and light

Going round and round

It comes to my ear

Kissing away my woe

With a snap

And a smack

Look, I've killed a mosquito.


December 8, 2004