‘Insomnia – A War’

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Insomnia – A War

All still. My crosshair seeks out one.
The night has barely begun

but already, as it is in life and war
sleep cannot come soon enough.

Weary seconds dressed as soldiers pour
into no-mans-land between three and four.

Now they finally have me cornered
and the hours are forming a firing squad.

But alarm clock pulls pin from grenade
ensuring my bed will not be my grave

for again I’m denied an honourable rest
Now that daylight floods into the trenches.

 

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