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Insomnia

I am red as murder I have done it again Incarnadine and destructable I have done it again My hideous trick The lids eclipse my hollows Nothing. My body lies to me And breathes a web of smog If I trap the dirty oxygen Just long enough I have done it again My body ticks relentlessly And evaporates mouthful after curdled mouthful I feel like a red balloon Bursting a birth of shadows To die To die by science And swallow those missiles.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/2/2010 9:38:00 AM
My body ticks relentlessly, how appropriate. Very well expressed. I sent you a soup mail. Susan
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Date: 2/20/2010 7:45:00 AM
I also wrote a poem called insomnia
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Date: 10/5/2009 4:27:00 PM
I think the repetition of "I have done it again" brings the effect of the piece over SO well. The end stanza is absolutely amazing (as always) but I love this line most, "If I trap the dirty oxygen Just long enough" Love you, Bugsy! Daffodil
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Date: 10/5/2009 4:16:00 AM
Interesting comparisons here. Keep writing. Sara
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Date: 10/4/2009 9:23:00 PM
I admire your ability to create vivid imagery for a condition such as insomnia. Well Done. ~KC~
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