"Insomnia" by Bif Naked

I have recently graduated from light sleeper to insomniac,
and quite frankly I find it startling. I lie there, staring
at the dark ceiling, and wait.  Wait for sleep to smack me
square in the jaw.  It is so slow in coming, like my
precious lover thank god.  My neurotic brain races for hours
about everything possible but nothing in particular.  I then
become greatly disturbed as I notice the 
time, and figure out the hours left before I must rise. 
Sometimes at this point, I become panic-filled and toss and
turn and huff and puff, and of course, out of frustration my
heart races, and adrenaline begins its crawl through me, and
I become upset.  Because I'm  incorrigible, as a spoiled
child, my sniffles and whines and pouting wake my snoring
lover on purpose, so I may notify him of my unhappy crank
overtiredness, and patiently as always he gently plays with
me until I finally fall fast asleep.  I have recently
graduated from light sleeper to insomniac, and quite frankly
I find it startling.