
Date of issue: 12.04.2011
Song language: English
Insomnia Plague |
It’s been sixty days |
Since the black sky opened up the food-gates |
Fell down hard on the sun-stained fair-grounds |
Held back any |
Recollection |
Of the bloodshed |
Somehow |
And now |
This unending rain |
Stopping short on the surface of the watery graves |
Is another, even nicer, simpler sort of silence these days |
Don’t be so afraid of the insomnia plague |
This is what he wrote in the ripped-up note: |
I’ve become something even less than a ghost |
Even more of a though, I’ve become a mirage |
I’m the shaky air encircling the flickering flame |
I’m the white wall swallowing the window frame |
Don’t be so afraid of the insomnia plague |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Untitled | 2011 |
If I'm | 2014 |
Sister | 2011 |
Shallow | 2014 |
Orion's Eyes | 2011 |
Southbound | 2011 |
Sleepless Fever | 2011 |
Paths | 2014 |
Everyone With Eyes Closed | 2014 |
Vinton, LA | 2014 |
Little Army | 2010 |
Shades of Golden | 2014 |
Cold White Sheets/Empty Bed | 2010 |
Island Cottage | 2010 |
Asleep at the Wheel | 2010 |