Insomnia (Writing as Curiosity)

Photo taken from the WEB
Photo taken from the WEB
 
I toss
I turn.
 
The rich heartlands burn,
and of naiveness, I stink.
I need reality’s slap
across my wounded cheek.
 
I toss
I turn.
 
The poor wastelands burn
and of longing, I reek.
I am lured into reality’s trap
across realization’s lonely street.
 
I toss
I turn—
Insomnia.
 
© 2012 by Charles Banks, Jr.
Writing as Curiosity
Excerpt from End of the Road
Published Online at Lulu.com in Print and eBook.
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