No Sleeper

No sleep and it looks like I've  
Not yet come far enough.
I stare out of the window 
We roll past untidy piles
And back yards to deal with later.

What I need to
What I will do
What I want to
What I won't do

Rattling to the buffet
Where I run into my wife.
And talking for the first time in months,
We are reasonable as weak tea
Burning the roofs of our mouths.

As I make my way back I swerve to
Avoid let down loved-ones.
The colleagues I once screwed,
Unface- book friends
By climbing out and crawling along like a film.

Re seated I pass time inventing
A life with the stranger opposite,
She is eating hula hoops and texting
First we get swept along
Then are doomed by baggage in the end.

Ring ring releases  morning,
Rumpled and crusty I
Crank my eyes and the carriage turns to into duvet.
Light at end of tunnel?
This is as faint as it gets.