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2:59amWhose that rattling in my head?
I was dreaming I was dead.
"Yes, I know, that's why I'm here"
Go away. Death holds no fear.
How did you get in here?
"I walked through your brain.
My name is Insane.
Feel the tap of my cane
upon your membrane
Now don't you complain
I feed you your pain
so life's not mundane
There's no fun in the sane
so I'm here again."
But its 3:00 am!
"That is when I prowl
You should know that by now
I am your demon owl
I hoot and I howl
inside your soul's bowel
Listen as I grind and growl
your mind's rusty trowel
digging up all that's foul
turning the rotting dowel."
Insomnia!
It's you.
"A rose by any other name...
still smells like hell"
I am becoming a zombie
I don't feel well.
"He he he...
Torments my game
Insanity is my name."
3:01am
Just one more pill
I'll take it and I'll feel...
nothing.
kathy lockhart
10/07/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-10-08 at 02:30
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