Insomnia

 

Cardboard head, that’s the effect you have on me

Cardboard head, that’s the outcome of your torment

The muffling in my brain

The flattening of my occipital bone

The iron board pillow

The tree bark pillow case

The coffin bed

Cardboard head, that’s the punishment you delivered

I rather you punched me in the gut

That way, at least I vomited blood

And I know I am alive.

If I were alive, I would have persecuted you

I would have revenged by snoring,

while laughing in victory.

I would have shouted…

‘Ha! I beat you Insomnia!’