Dizzy

I'm in the dizzy world of PnQ
My brain it spins from what I view,
So many images in my head,
But I read on and not go to bed.

Words tumble, they twist, they turn,
They flow they move and they dance.
Sleep will not come for me yet
There's simply not a chance.

When my my eyes finally fail,
When my lids start to close and they fall,
The dreams that will ensue and flicker
Will belong to you all.

I may wake in the night,
And I will reach for that pen,
Scribbled incoherent words on parchment
It all starts again.