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As I Lay Here Restless....

Gone is peaceful as the night draws to close
while the diminishing light and quiet constrict.
This ceiling stares
   this ceiling villifies
     this ceiling torments my sleepless eyes

Its all compounded...the procrastinated purge
spills at anxious pace with attention paid.
Neglected trains of thought stagger forth
muscling for rank-all finishing first-Im cursed!

Harmony loses to chaos as these thoughts I here digest...
    
Awash in all this that we suppress while life distracts dutifully
and numbs certain processes until the day digresses.
Now I'll struggle to unravel answers and truths
to factless questions and malicious lies.
Disecting each query like eager 
 fumbling biology class freshmen,
   hopelessly unable to identify the insides....

 I'll lay fitful for now and envy all sleeping souls
enjoying dreams and waking tommorow refreshed
Im stressed and all my minds displays project onto this empty ceiling.

this ceiling taunts
   this ceiling crucifies
      this ceiling torments my sleepless eyes

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John Loving Iii

May 11, 2010 at 8:10 AM

finally read. it's a problem. john

John Loving Iii

May 11, 2010 at 8:07 AM

i know your there. john. so am i

John Loving Iii

March 15, 2010 at 5:56 PM

i know he's out there some where. but where. why won't he tell us when he's leaving or leave us a forwarding address? compleatly unreliable. the rat. [email protected]

Sara Lokken

December 26, 2009 at 1:48 PM

This is a tortured write. What exactly are you seeing on the ceiling? Best wishes, Sara

John Loving Iii

December 10, 2009 at 10:37 AM

let me guess high school biology teacher? yes this would keep me up also, i guess it's an age thing, trying to go to sleep because we have to. telling ourselves to go to bed and looking at the unforgiving ceiling "crying stay up with me!!!" yours john

Sheol Moribund

November 30, 2009 at 9:40 AM

Howdy Steve: Awesome poem. Don't give up on your studies...or you might end up asking..."would you like fries with your order?" Have a great day. p.s. try using a sleep mask, it works for me. peace out.