Monday, 24 January 2022

5629 - Nessun dorma

No-one slept last night. It’s the atmosphere 
Or maybe the cold when your arms pop out
From under the duvet - too hot in there 
But too cold within seconds. You can’t fight 
The restlessness. Everyone I asked thought 
The same, they all suffered similarly 
With sleeplessness, seems everyone was caught 
In it’s frustrating web. Thought I might be 
Able to take the afternoon off. We
Had a meeting I couldn’t miss later
On though, and still one more call after that 
Exhaustion came on to the nth degree
Switched my computer off and lay down flat 
Briefly drifted off, podcast on quietly 

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