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Insomnia...

my treasured friend,

my late night companion

once again.



The man on the moon

pastes on a smile,

as the ticking clock

measures the miles...

between yesterday

and soon to be,

locked up in limbo

indefinitely.



Kneeling on knees bruised

by unanswered prayer,

mind drifting

behind a blank stare...

tenaciously scrubbing

at the grime

staining sepia,

mottled walls of time.



Carefully selecting

each pretty frame,

images visually serene,

artistically arranged...

obsessively edging each

just a bit to the right

to hide the cracks

from casual sight.



Camouflaged by visions

of transcending rain,

successfully masking

any hint of pain...

and just in time

the task is done.

Picture perfect

with the rising sun.



Yet...viewing the scene

through jaded, jaundiced eyes

faded roses bloom dreary

on blurred paisley skies.