The Narcoleptic Insomniac

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The Narcoleptic Insomniac

Spawned by laconic and indifferent novelists, I did not know that writing would become my profession until a poem composed on a chilly, wet October evening moved an acquaintance to tears. That poem was not written by me, but it was nonetheless inspiration enough to cause me to submit a succession of works to my college literary magazine. Years later, after the restraining order expired, I decided to make this my profession, despite the lack of any expression of enjoyment or understanding on the part of my few, but avid, readers. I only hope you find this as fulfilling as I. All posts © 2009-2010 All rights reserved. Use without permission will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law.

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    Words twisting among the crackling leaves, kick-scattered

    scuffed brown shoes with laces like life segments hastily retied for company

    visible scarring not fixed by knifework

    repairs carefully made must be taken seriously

    no more uncomfortable throat clearing declarations, please

    dinner is here and im salivating already

    everyone is staring at it and really, we honor the food with dead silence

    QOD: Do people take up shooting because they are good at it or just violent?

    I asked someone one day, remembering it was me

    cleaning up the murdered relationship remains

    but no one thinks anymore about such banalties

    cnn is on and there’s another bombing or something

    really engrossing i think and a much better way to pass a thursday than work

    so little to say, so many ways to say it

    Posted on November 9, 2009

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