Rattle in my Head

Half past two in the morning
Worry Rattle in my head
Belligerent children's toy
Popping
     in/out
          /in/out
Waking me from the edge of sleep
Mutinous little creep
Warring with my mind
Rat-Ta-Tat-Boom!
Like gunmen out of the trenches
Marching on my raw nerve
Stomping in and out of memory
With heavy boots
Hollow wooden floors
Boisterous booming voice
Echoing in the rooms of my brain
A dull headache lingers
Mewling on my patience
Try the cold side of the pillow
Wrestling with blankets and stress
Both relentlessly unyielding
Rustle and tussle
Sweat and sticky
     Spine stiff in spasm
          Skin scratchy on stubborn sheets
Head itches
Worry
The morning is close
The birds annoy me
Chirp! Chirp!
Each sound
A hot knife on my senses
Each a little stab in my headmeat
My thoughts unmarshallable
Skipping
     Hither
          And thither
     And hence
          And yonder
     And up
          And over
Rattle tattle
Baffoon-like noise in the silence
Cavalcade of cacophony
The worry rattle
Castigated by the approaching morning
For my inability to tame my own head
Get up!
     Get up!
Fear of a crippled brain
When I need to perform tomorrow
At my peak
But my brain...
Shake and bake
All flavour and no substance
Woken artificially by vitamin B
     And coffee
          And red bull
And worry
And that damn clock in the night
tick
     Tick
          TICK
Fucking TICK!
     TICK!
          TICK!

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