Chaos Awakening

Some mornings are just difficult.

Darkness pervades night not yet day,
Though illuminated by moon,
Clouds passing over way,
Liquid air summons Neptune,

Body awakens, self engorged,
Stroke the member and daydream,
Thoughts far away toward summer forge,
Cockblocked by head pain.

Yawning begins, blurry eyes,
Thoughts struggle for coherence,
Acknowledging moonlit skies,
In time daylight has clearance.

Morning routine begins anew,
Bladder screams take care of it,
Some dried clothes, others with dew,
Get one dry so I can wear it!

Needing coffee, stop the throb,
Thoughts are but a jumble,
If the flow would come along,
Mind confusion would crumble,

The heart's below a hurricane,
The eye barely coherent,
But when wind and water die down,
Clarity becomes apparent.

So pop some pills, rid that pain,
Invite daylight to come,
Hope not yet it doesn't rain,
Morning may improve by some.