Insomnia — Shreya Vikram

Some nights, you come real close. So close, you can taste the sleep, you can smell it. It smells like dripping saliva and warm cotton cloth. In the dead of the night, the clock blinking at 2:43 a.m., you feel like a corpse dragged out from the grave. Immortality forced down a mortal. You feel wrong.

via Insomnia — Shreya Vikram

Check out this and other great posts on my friend Shreya Vikram’s blog

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