Insomnia

Darkened room,just the dull yellow light
peeking through the window
The silence broken an mended
by a faint sound.
Soft and unnoticed at first
but grows slowly to a deafening roar.
The ticking clock,sitting and keeping count.
Time moves relentlessly as eyes just stare
The moment frozen in the light and shadow
of the concrete sky.
Prepared to sleep,all ready,but the sandman
again late.
Counting stars n sheep nothing to do but wait.
The sheep all jump their last,the stars too
blink away
And random thoughts and images
race forward instead
Bright and vivid at first,turn darker n darker
shades of grey
Finally the last images dwindle,grey grows black
ears silenced sweet...
Slipping slowly into the numbing deep.
Suddenly a shriek,a startle and shatter..
Bruised and broken it lays face down
on the floor
Two hands covering its face,the third
still ticking slow
Time up!dark sand has passed through to
bright day
The dazzling sun still cannot light the darkness
beneath my eye
the sun chases,across the sky,all through the day
Yet through the rush and bustle,the ticker still ticks away...