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             “I am an invisible man...I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids—and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.” -Ralph Ellison (Invisible Man)                                                          

9/14/2017 0 Comments

Insomnia Confessions


Headfirst into dreamland into a zone that lasts for only a few seconds.
Scenes of fantasy, realistic fantasy in a mind too often plagued by wonder.
A call to adventure, a subconscious call on a journey not too far.
All I have to do is close my eyes and drift to sleep…
But sleep never comes quickly enough! It never does!
It prods and teases me with laughter so bittersweet.
1 am still awake.
Darkness looms with flits of light through the illuminated blinds.
A fan turns into a spider with five legs and three eyes pinned on me.
The sliding mirror, partially hidden by a shelf.
Insomnia knocks on my door. “Do not enter,” I say.
She does anyway.
She cackles in my ear for minutes, an hour, and a couple of hours.
It’s a game to her.
She lets me fight the dragons in my subconscious adventure, awakening me when I’m about to slay the beast.
Waterfalls of sunshine splash onto my face.
The once illuminated blinds turn bland, the spider transforms back into a fan and the mirror revolves back to reality.
It’s 6-somehing in the morning...
On spring break.
Insomnia sings a hollow tune of mockery.
Day dreams arrive on cue to save me from boredom.
The whirring of a saw continuously distracts the fake life in my mind.
When will this end?
One day I found a way to keep Insomnia at Bay.
She seems to be destroyed by a full stomach.
Though that didn’t last long.
“You can’t hide from me,” she snarls. “I’m attached to you like a kidney.”
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