My middlename was ”never go to bed”

no curtains in the world would draw my weary head 

for hours and hours and hours my eyes 

were hungry in the night

eating the hours and eating the years - my tinted appetite



Is it bedtime now?

it's too late



Today, I crawl into bed

today, like the grown ups I met

for hours and hours and hours I sleep 

a Radioheaded creep

with sheets and with pillows I fly into this grown up lie



Is it bedtime now?

it's too late



For me it's a shame

to have lost my middle name