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Head Trip

Contributed by Wannabe on Sunday, 17th July 2005 @ 12:15:38 PM in AEST
Topic: insomniac

Deprived of sleep for nearly a week
So the doctor says, “Have a seat.”
Thinking now’s a good time for me to unwind
And explain what I do with my time

Is it my fault I didn’t make any sense
As I spoke of our national defense
Or of the cheating wife I do blame
For creating in me a sense of shame

Insane, I know, where our minds go
But then this is a known symptom, so
I divert to my reason for showing
My very reason for going

I was sleep deprived for nearly a week
And the doctor said, “Have a seat.”
Before deciding that it was a good time
To my mental capabilities define

Doctor I don’t think your listening
Or else you’d be up and running
Looking for a place for me to sleep
A sleep so very deep

Not keeping me up talking
While you stand there gawking
And wondering why everything I say
Comes out in some strange way

Do you think you’d make any sense
Speaking in your defense
After nearly a week without sleep
When into this nightmare you did creep?

Now not only are you tired
But you’re at risk of being fired
Straight onto the mental ward
Where you are to be stored

And of course nobodies listening
To your original reason for coming
Because instead everyone’s decided
That your brain’s been blighted

Lost consciousness of the fact
That you came there intact
After just about a week
Without any sleep

Well I cry malpractice
Because I’m not some cactus
Some brain dead plant
You can simply transplant

No I’m a human
A full-grown man
Who had a reaction
Momentarily lost traction

At the onset of war
Whos mind did soar
Recalling his training
And found the trip too draining

Copyright Â© Wannabe ... [ 2005-07-17 12:15:38]
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Re: Head Trip (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 12:29:25 AM AEST
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Thought this an interesting write. I think the government has let all of us down. Peace. Laura

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