The brain that never slept

The brain that never slept

Often it woke
deep in the night
when dreams' shadows
flit around
Wide awake
it sat alone
with only its thoughts
for company
Its body slept on
oblivious
serene
content
Ignorant of the thoughts
that rocked the mental pathways
surged along dusty corridors
while the silent city slept
one lone car raced its streets
tearing up the darkness
in dazzling silence
shining light into dim alleyways
and setting the highways alive
here was the pulse of the city
burning the darkness up
and though night tried to enfold it
darkness tried to calm it
it would not sleep
it could not sleep
for how could it
when so much needed to be thought
needed to be examined
needed to be known
The body lay still
its chest gently rising and falling.
Like the rocking of a baby
or the swinging of a pendulum
it kept time for sleep
held in its sway;
but not that brain.
This brain could not sleep
would not sleep;
and this brain is mine.

TheWeeScottie