Rip Van Winkle Losing Sleep

So what if the world conspires
To keep you from your wishes?
Imagine that, a cluster

Of innumerable facts
Arranging themselves for you,
Trying to get in your way,

That synchronized traffic jam
Preventing Truman’s escape,
You matter so much today.

A little thunder rumbles.
A dump truck comes to the lake.
A fly wants to touch your face.

A spider shows up on cue,
But only to stroll on you.
An osprey disrupts the waves.

Endure it all long enough,
And you’ll find, unlike people
Who do their best to thwart you,

The annoying world does not
Have intentions of its own,
And you’ll sense your wishes change.