Insomnia

For my third entry for week 3, I chose Jean Valentine.  I sought to devote this piece to a specific image in an effort to emulate Ms. Valentine's use of that style. I found her poetry to me seemed a bit fragmented.  Although I read, and re-read the three offerings multiple times, I sought to find more of her work.  I have read a few more of her pieces, as well as the ones that you have noted.  I still cannot truthfully say that any of these "spoke" to me.  The following is my attempt in a form with which I am not comfortable.

I toss and turn,
                  no comfort to be found
                  regardless of position.
        Lumps and bumps
                  seem to form.
                          They were not there before.
                                              Tortuous bed of nails!

Thoughts
                  won’t stay away.
      They tumble about in my head
                  like a roller-coaster
                                going up
                                    and down
                                and over
                                    and under
                            churning up other ideas.
                                            Unrelated mind noise
                                                  screaming inside my head!

No rest comes. 
                    Sleepless,
                                  endless 
                                              iniquitous night!

Finally,
                    I seek  precious, needed rest
                                  within the physician’s prescribed panacea.
                                            Revered remedy!
                                                      Magic potion of peace!