A Sworn Statement (new title: Fool's Gold)

[Wjames]

Fool’s Gold

Backlit by dawn, 
cirrus clouds guide the sky,
a hemisphere of dominance
before consciousness fragments
the oneness of first waking.  I like the image of the cirrus cloud representing oneness - the wisps are all part of one pattern rather than distinct shapes unto themselves.

Morning’s lucidity 
crowded out of the alembic
by the homunculi  I needed a dictionary here, but I like the sounds and words, and idea.
of memory, movement, and recognition
into another day
where it fades I think you could use this 'it' to add something more interesting. Obviously 'it' is the lucidity, but if you change 'it' to something else, I think lucidity fading will still be in there. i.e 'where oil is not water' - some sort of image of separation?
another failed experiment I think you need some punctuation after the following line, before this one.
for my alchemist spirit. 

A Sworn Statement

Powdered pearl dusts the sky
to the west, backlit by dawn,
a hemisphere of dominance
dancing to the tune of caffeine
and consciousness before the fall
into social confusion fragments
the solitude of first awakening.

Memory arrives with its clattering 
like the wheels of  a wooden cart
weighed down with the revolution
of bodily functions, heart and lungs
demanding recognition and return.
Flesh and blood suck up gravity
until muscles rebel against immobility.

Eyes revert to the day’s pavement,
ears to the interruptions of action.
Words flee back into the silence
of thought, uncertain, self-doubting.
I rise up and the moment has vanished
into footsteps, voices, and disbelief.
This is the testimony of my loss.

Hey Tranquil, I think the edit is improved.

I like the first stanza because it adds some clarity to what the lucidity is - the sort of eastern I am nothing, I am a part of everything feeling.

I like the title as well, if sleep is fool's gold, what is true gold? Death?

I enjoyed it, good stuff.