When I can't find sleep,
I look for it in the tiny red numbers on the clock.
I have never found it there before,
but I always seem to check.
It really is strange,
to look for sleep in a clock,
but it's what I do.
I roll over in haste
searching for those downturned numeric eyes
that hypnotize me back to where I was going.
Don't be a mouse, be a lion
