Insomnia (Help! - God's Picking On Me!) Poem by John Murrry

Waterfall words splash tired closing mind -
eyes flicker - churning - relentless search

Conceived in frames - each passing nook
each threaded coil - my shambled knot

Soul access mad to bodies’ voice -
a vice of chains - cloaked bluff to man

No peaceway path - lest price of pain
A passage eschewed - demented - lost

Our jailor gave us - free to will -
go laugh to ours not - free in learn

Go trouble me on faith return
show stars my eye that quell my heart

Go poke me with religious zeal
most elaborate routes - contrived to one

Now mindwash my temple I'm primed for enduring
the nightly bolts of your whim -

you make me laugh - now let me sleep.