~ Insomniacs 

by ladyliterati

~ Insomniacs 

Sometimes… Night is a silent, slow motion picture
Episodes scatter, out of place, out of time and sequence
Voiceless moving mouths, familiar faces freeze framed
As memories of a lifetime take center stage, reenact;

Self applauding, self abasement,  confusion reigns:
Insomniacs  pray the velvet curtain softly fall
Before the last act plays upstaging the one before
They pray to no avail; wide eyed with wonderment
In their sleepless nights of heaven,
Their sleepless nights of hell.

3 Comments to “~ Insomniacs ”

  1. Your forgetting the read more button 🙂

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