I often travel by bus and experience such. I was always reluctant to introduce my name to whoever "angel" sitting next to me (of course, by chance). By the time I gathered up enough courage to do so, it was either she was about to leave or I was about to get off.
The poem is simple, not much symbolism, but naturally great because it covers a great deal of reality which is usually happening among individuals. It was quite an open ended poem. I don't know if i am going to be sad or to smile upon that last stanza. All in all , it is kinda hanging, which makes one crave for more, right? Keep it up!
This is quite a witty and funny. I, myself, suffers insomnia so I could relate to this. I experienced all the struggle just to summon the winds of drowsiness yet I always submit to the awake-state. I could picture out myself counting and shooting those sheep. Great piece.
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