Sleep Quiet

My bed has jaws. I climb in and it swallows me whole. I don't sleep for hours on end. My eyelashes are malting. Is that a sign of sleep defiency? On the tube everyone looks the same, washed out and nameless. I am forced into a corner by a man sitting so spread-legged he takes up the space of a small boat. It must be difficult having testicles that large. I feel real sorry for him. I read my book and the words float around the page, I can't focus on any one of them. Wow, I need some sleep. I spend a day of nothing. I come back home. I sit there watching my bed, ready for any sudden move it tries to make. It's trying to catch me out, play all innocent like, but I know it's game, and I'm not gonna fall again. I'll stay sleepless for as long as I need to.