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A lone spider scampers across the desk as I flick on the light.
Several months ago, I was living, breathing, harboring a nightmare. A punctured heart that would not mend.
I still wish I could toss it into the garbage like a broken tool.
Tonight, I invite nightmares to come to me, because the sole nightmare I possess now is insomnia, and it is worse to tolerate.
The fan exhales its last breath, turning off after the set sixty minutes in which I should have fallen asleep by. The relaxing beach soundtrack does the same.
No soothing sound can pacify insomnia.
A little sliver of my mind tells me I must go cry myself to sleep like old times. I am too used to falling asleep that way.
Little, minuscule droplets find their way out of the maze inside my eyes.
But no, my eyes remain a barren desert, sucked close to dry, and the only thing accomplished by telling myself malicious things is not real tears, but a painful swelling inside that heart of mine.
Oh, Sleep, why must you be
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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