Just two hours’ sleep for meeting day two

After an all night drink and chat session

In pub, restaurant and hotel bar, with new

Gossip and old work worries all touched on

I couldn’t sleep on the train so upon

Returning home I flopped onto the bed

Barely the energy to undress from

Work clothes. Lay there, feeling pulse in my head

Throbbing as though I was running ahead

Of the pack up some hillside I used to

Race up some years ago (I never won)

Two hours I lay as darkness slowly spread

But not to my eyes as I thought of you

Counting minutes till solitude is gone