'Sleeping Man' by Charles Auguste Émile Durand‘Insomnia’ by Joshua Lefkowitz The Society March 4, 2017 Humor, Poetry 1 Comment When I struggle for sleep, I dust off a classic and try counting sheep: Trouble is, my sheep show off, they leap like Olympians over their feeding trough – They soar through the air, blending into the clouds, pirouette, land back down, where the rest of the animals wait, giving scores, mostly tens, ‘cept the East German pigs, 9.8. It’s all rather amusing, only I’m still awake, while you doze by my side, and thus lonely I nudge you and whisper, “Hi,” to which you groan, and reply, “If you don’t shut up, you will die.” Josh Lefkowitz won the 2013 Wergle Flomp Humor Poetry Prize, an Avery Hopwood Award for Poetry at the University of Michigan, was a finalist for the 2014 Brooklyn Non-Fiction Prize, and won First Prize in the 2016 Singapore Poetry Contest. His poems and essays have been published at Barrelhouse, The Offing, Conduit, The Rumpus, The Huffington Post, and many other places. He has also recorded humor pieces for NPR’s All Things Considered and BBC’s Americana. Related Post ‘The Old Westerns’ and Other Poetry by Linda Imb... The Old Westerns No more heroes on horses named Trigger No more rugged, chapped, white hatted figures The bad guys today do not always wear... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail One Response Esiad L. Werecub March 13, 2017 Counting sheep doesn’t always work. Think of Polyphemus (Cyclops). Perhaps you could join the lotus-eaters. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.