after hours of insomniac hell I slipped off to sleeping bliss until a screaming blasphemy jerked me back to consciousness with no rational thought no lingering guilt I slammed the insolent alarm off! I’d paid my dues with lack of sleep and conscience free I snuggled deep ah-h-h I so love my sweet cocoon wake me with the next full moon tio stib You might also enjoy: Passwords: The Comfort of Complacency
Ah-h-h, and love that last line!
Ha ha… yes, sometimes one does need to sleep till the next full moon!!