Ubiquity

My head is dizzy--
Enough caffeine for two,
Enough sleep-debt for ten.
Focus-adrenaline.
Focus on everything.
Focus on Nothing.
Focus-fog.
My head is empty.
Wake, wake, wake,
Wake up!
Eyes snap around--
So many colors;
So much light.
Sound. Sound. Sound. Sound.
Achy head means more caffeine.
Lean against the swirling walls
To make them stand still.
Somewhere along the line
The work gets done,
But I'm not really sure where.
Sleeping means starting over
Tomorrow.

This is my first poem for National Poetry Writing Month 2014. The prompt was ubiquitous.