Sleep and change

Deep deep sleep…
A heady feeling creeps,
pulling me down under
into the land of slumber

Nothingness is BIG there,
space for numbing breaks.
Like a galaxy of nonentities
together seeking a haze.

Awaken as though from dead
Ah! Such a clear head!
Refreshed for another day,
new in every day!

Such the power of change,
over sleep it dawns and wanes.
A trail lingering, recognizable,
Of things from now and then.

Dis-Investment

Oh! how my blood boils!
All is lost in sweat and toil.
Not a penny earned,
but much time soiled.
Again, find myself foiled.

Like any machine, over time
loosing it's charm,
needing much oil.
To maintenance, everyone's entitled
as much as they'd like to wangle.

Give a man poison, he will die.
Yet, in that, another nectar finds.
No two people are the same.
Prescriptions for poison change.
As does the expert's adage.

Human interests are like stocks.
Must name benefits of the game.
Mere worksheets aren't enough.
Meeting expectations, unrewarded.
Watch the value fall.

Once you've hit rock bottom,
no reason seems good enough.
Gone down with a fight.
dis-invested, now move on.
Other alternatives beckon.