Gleam

I feel like The Machinist
Or wait - did I dream this
I must be a schemist
Do I even exist

Wait a minute - hesitate
Worked hard - never late
Letter sealed my fate
My eyes are agape

Sleep eludes me
Fear is all I see
What's that behind she
Car alarms nightly

This city doesn't sleep
I should be counting sheep
Mild and I'm meek
I feel like an antique

Like the machinist
I'll try and erase this
Remove every blemish
And catch 40 winks