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Insomnia - Damien Posterino

Daylight fades and illness comes,

Black seaweed tide creeps near.

Wade exhausted through the muck,

The net of fear is cast again.

Reality hides from pains tide,

Wounds of brave soldiers wake.

Drugs and drink the cover,

Graves of torture for your brains.

Silence ties your tongue from truth,

So shoulders back and chest is out.

Men don’t cry, take whiskey straight,

You cover doubts with perfect lies.

Muffled screams, can someone hear?

Those chains will shackle tight.

Each sunny day gives succour,

Then night delivers the beast.

Your bed becomes a pit of snakes,

Cruel pillows gnaw your face.

Dark silence is the roar of screams,

Absent dreams scratch your eyes.

Through the mud you struggle on,

The answers sunk so deep.

A pot of gold you’d give

For one night of tender sleep.


Bio:

Damien Posterino (he/him) is a poet currently writing full time in Mexico. Damien is Melbourne born but has also made London his home. His poetry explores themes of characters, commentary and capturing moments in time. He has been published in recent editions of Jupiter Review, Fairy Piece Magazine and Poetic Sun Journal. twitter.com/damienposterino

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