Insomnia I Walk, Walk, Walk
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Insomnia I walk, walk, walk
Towards no goal,
Towards, no direction
In the receding distance
The turn of the disc jockey
Is reversed but does not sleep
Sleep in my leaden eye-lids
Only
But in my eyes it glows red.
When the eye glows so heavy
Be the weight!
My insomniac eyes are red
And a thread of horrid
Images passes one after one
As in a film.
Look! The knife of red dripping is behind your back!
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