Insomnia

I've forgotten how to remain synchronized with clocks;
Dawn creeps onto the horizons of my peripheral vision,
Minutes becoming but smoke trails in burning sunlight;
Restless thoughts ricochet on the chambers of my mind
To erupt energies in total disregard of corporeal fatigue

Somnolence and its cousins prance rings around me,
Taunting with their gentle lures: restless limbs thrash,
My subconscious embrace spurned by peace's arms;
Weary eyes draw constellations on a shadowy ceiling
In futile attempt to coax my hyperactive brain to ennui

Boundless thoughts echo in hollow tunnels of torture
As I reach for sleep's elusive hand; gelid fog caresses
These wistful palms, teasing just to evaporate again;
Exasperation diffuses into my flesh as I twirl about,
Silently begging for some reprieve to nightly turmoil

Awake I lay, sprawled onto this soft, comforting altar,
Waiting for Morpheus to divest me of my wakefulness:
Bringer of serenity, cloak me in midnight's embrace!
Erase from my memories those wee-hour imaginings
Parading on an exhausted mind with no end in sight.