sleep,

 I’ve just seen, on my computer’s screen,

A sleeping class 

Teaching me all the parts of sleep.

How deep they are

And exactly when you dive into dreams.

Sleep isn’t easy, it seems,

Yet it’s always been that way for me.

I’m out like a light, every night

Unconsciously.

I doze, drift off and sail away

As the radio plays.

I no longer hear my farts

And submit to circadian rhythms.

It would be bliss

To stay in this state

If I didn’t have to awake

At regular intervals to piss

Into a plastic bottle via a funnel

But, once bladder is voided,

Consciousness can be avoided,

I can get back on my own tube train

To go down, down, down,

The deepest tunnel

To nowhere.