i cannot sleep.
it is not be
cause the sun has
failed to welcome dark
ness through his
twilight gates;
the birds have long since
beckoned floating
night &
stars stood ready to
rise behind my
eyes.
but once these gentle
mercies went their
way
then sleeplessness
attacked my utter brain with
spears
& jabbed my
joints with tender
hooks &
jolted my body
wild with
reflex
pain.
all hope for
rest was
gone.
the blank electric
light can give no
solace.
the smirking inquisitor
forbids all possibility of
dreams.