Two nights with short little day naps,

Tired though I seem to be, no sleep do I get,

Smoking the herb doesn’t help,

Though I haven’t tried a pill, yet,

I seem though to be able to nod off,

While reading or writing on the pooter’…

My head does hit the pillow,

And start to itch I seem to get,

I seem also to be all wired out,

I can talk a mile a minute,

My mind runs to the infinite…

Never have I felt this, to my memory at least,

I would prefer, believe it or not, not to take a drug,

I wanted to hit the beach today, but not in this condition,

Don’t want to see either my physician,

Maybe I just need a hug,

Or better yet a longer visit from Rene…