Sleepless

Boring, blasé,
That is what night is today,
How could feng shui
Energy just slip away?

Quiet, a yawn,
Even sound has long been gone.
Time stops, eon,
Dreary-eyed waiting 'til dawn.

Time to arise,
Sunlight pouring in my eyes,
Workload, apprise,
Suffer through the lows and highs.

Caffeine, Pills to
Get me home to try anew,
Clocks roar, I knew,
Sleeping hours are far too few.

(c)2005 by Jack Huber
http://www.my-journal.com/journaler/huberjack