insomniac sonnet

Lunar lucidity reflects star-scattered sea.
Tearless eyes washed in blood lust direction.
Shadows shine across skulls cracked free
Of unborn angels crashing without affection.

Ubiquitous iniquities afflict the broken spoke
within the silent dawn of freely torn skies.
Reflected vision of cloud, light and smoke
Are walls of lost words meant to disguise.

Broken cymbals you know always need tuning.
How to seek voice in raw sonnet verse?
The shattered thoughts already ruining
any chance at sleep under nocturnal curse.

No unity of performance in pixelated screen,
songs without melody and paintings unseen.