A Pome a Day for a Year

Now it is 10:10pm and my eyes are on the clock,
now my head is thumping and the minute remains unchanged.

Now it is 10:30 and I am lying on the bed,
now my head is exploding and I cannot close my eyes.

Now it is 10:25 and I am looking worried at the clock,
now I realise the pounds are causing blurry vision and numbers wrong.

Now it is 10:50 and time is moving back and forth,
now we are in a battle between morning appearing and sleep escaping.

Now it is 11:20 and I sit upright against cool wood,
now I realise that horizon induces waves of blood and skull vibrations.

Now it is 11:54 and I am pacing outside in the air,
now I learn that moving is just as bad as sitting but I have no choice.

Now it is 12:20 and I have swallowed some headache tablets,
now I am holding the remote and watching my only awakened friend.

Now it is 12:49 and I am joining this film midway,
now I try to focus on the visual violence and block the mental barrage.

Now it is 01:50 and I am watching credits roll,
Now I choose to sit, not on the hotel bed but in the lone corner chair.

Now it is 01:55 and I am allowing a smile,
Now I find out the chair is comfy and the pain waxes and wanes tolerably.

Now it is 03:30 and I am in a fugue,
Now the clock keeps jumping but my eyes are wide and heavy.

Now it is 04:10 and my neck is stiff,
Now this time spent upright in the chair is paying off and my head thankful.

Now it is 05:40 and my eyes bulge,
Now I remember that I woke at 5:30 yesterday and this is my 24th hour.

Now it is 06:00 and I close my eyes,
Now I think I can rest and my head is free of rhythm.

Now it is 06:13 and I jolt awake,
Now I hear the voice of LVG asking why I am in a chair and not a bed.

Now it is 06:15 and I lie down,
now I hope to sleep for just a few hours before our trip home.

Now it is 07:00 and I am restless,
Now the bed is comfy, but I am not and my wires are live.

Now it is 09:00 and we are getting ready to leave,
Now is today and no sleep for now.