Insomnia

Take this creaking, leaking, tired old ship
To nature’s harbour safe
Restless hours on stormy seas
A tired and lonely waif

Bring me then that altered state
Of quietened body and mind
Where consciousness takes its leave
As sleep, at last, I find

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