Beautiful Insomnia
Underneath bottle caps of
Black and tans lies
A broken tragedy,
A hard fought battle of wit
And staring contests
Between myself and
The bottle
Between myself
And the green stuff
Between insomnia and addiction.
Shady characters disappear
Into the mind
Of the mentally touched,
When days and night morph into
One entity and this,
Reverse coma
Takes control,
Regardless what’s prescribed.
Copyright © Anthony Romano | Year Posted 2008
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