We have no right to be depressed and
the suppressed have no rights either.

I got insomnia, so they tell me that I
should try counting sheep.

I only ever see black ones, in the dark
they are hard to tot up, without a pen.

Besides, my wife is from New Zealand
so I don’t want to make her homesick.

At least I have tinnitus so I can listen
to that without it bothering her.

Venus passes the window at 3 am, takes
approximately an hour, keeps me occupied.

But, always a but, and the but is this, what
if there are clouds? then it’s curtains.

The first planes to arrive at CDG begin
around 5am, a bit of entertainment.

Pending on the light and in the absence of
roosters the dawn chorus is Pigeon Crow’d.

Then comes that same truck with the loose
bin that rumbles over the speed bumps.

Nature calls, ***** and Mona will need to
go out on the grass to relieve themselves.

Time to unwind, de-foetalling takes a bit of
doing.