sleep does not come

at ten
lights out, book put away,
i dutifully close my eyes and breathe
in and out, I dutifully progressively relax
from toes to top, sleep does not come,
i want my evening shot of Root,
that delicious, burning sweet slide
down my throat
I can't sleep without it.
I can't sleep without tossing and turning
a bit and having at least half the bed,
I have nothing to help me
so I lie there quietly and wait
and wait and try again to
breathe, in and out, and again
and sleep doesn't come.
tomorrow I pull out the Root,
and sleep will come quickly.