These words i have been reminiscing in my head
Through the day's work and through the night
I toss and I turn on my bed
For hours;
My brainstem aches in defeat.

What is happening to me? I wonder!
Why can't I come to a decision in my ponder?
I am no genius
But i think with ease
Why, then does my answer escape me like a cog (Slipping out of mouth unchaste: causing discomfort for days; still... unsatisfied).

Unsettled, I arose from my pretend slumber
Just like i did yesterday;
Like the day before
And the day that came before the previous day that became yesterday.

I arose and my quandary wanes ...