Dawn wakes—  

The armpit of all hours breaks me, dizzy—  
this staggering boxer trades blows— 
with gravity; anxious and sloppy.

I do not defend against it— 
the bell-ringing impact, standing up
head banging with the thud of death. (stretching)

A brave one-eyed look at the clock 
the near sightless orb takes in the digital read 
like a lethal injection. My stomach reacts (Stretching)

with the taint of a new threat, stinging 
the back of my throat. The awkward 
precision of a blind man; arms outstretched 

and searching. I finally find the object 
of my quest, its face loyal to memory. 
My hands press lovingly the plastic contours.

My body vibrates with contact. As echoes, 
dry heaves circulate the air and dots 
of white spitballs ricochet behind my eyes. 

A surging rush of vomit turns insides to outsides.
Clinging to life, cool porcelain, my hand raises 
and slips slick, limp from the lever. 

My last clear thought:
”Why am I flushing myself down the toilet?”

Dawn wakes, the armpit of all hours  <<-- full stop after wakes, maybe start a new verse with "the armpit of all hours" cos it is such a strong line.
breaks me, dizzy and staggering,
from my self-centeredness,
as a boxer, lunges center-ring,
fists clenched, anxious
for the bell, as impact,  <<--maybe a line break here
a worm coil sensation
winds my intestine
like a rubber-band,

the minute hand, in my head
reels animatedly, as a propeller,
while on the wall, it crawls, <<--full stop   
as the line of greasy sweat
snailing snails down my back  <<--I know you like rhythm but perhaps have it jagged to balance with the sensations in a hangover

the disparity
a ping-pong ball
ricochets in my brain
-the knee jerk-response  <<--you don't need this cliche here
ramming electricity through me,
frying my organs, so that I am
compelled to head to the head   
 
grappling, hands pressed,
to the seat, for support
ears -vibrating with the echo of heaves
bouncing off the walls,
inadequate-to quell
the jet thrust shock of vomit,
as sickened again, I watch myself,
flushed
down the toilet  <<-- love the ending