The lines on the page swirl
Words float to the edges of vision
Click off the light and sink into the warm softness of night.

Spinning, whirling, twirling in my head
'round and 'round and 'round
The clock digits glaring, nodding their way across the room
Blinking and changing with every dip of my eyelids.

Sink into the chill stagnant pool
Into the fleeting Fever dreams
The beautiful fear dancing through my mind
Like a jester gone mad.

Eyes shut tight
Rising into the hot damp fog of lucidity
As the night slips from my weakened grasp
And the dreams fade forever.