by Stéph Kuypers
Ah world, you look so tired
and so am I
tossing and turning
in my bed at 5am
in the morning
when I am counting the sheep
and hoping desperately that there are less
than I think.
Ah world, I don’t know how you turn and turn
and don’t throw up
for I surely would
when faced with the State today.
Ah world, let me sleep
and I can dream a kinder you
Tomorrow.
Stéph Kuypers | @the_writingdesk | toapassingstranger.wordpress.com
Stéph is a long-time writer working on her first young adult novel, and co-writing a London-based murder mystery podcast.