Troubled by the breath of the slumbered around me
At a warthog’s decibel, disharmonious and wild.
At how they revel that which has evaded me
The tranquil of midnight
Only second to the placid slumber
Both of which I long for
Is that too much to ask?
For a man not long for this world
Insightful of the parasite he bears
Eating him up from the inside
Aperiodic aching pain in the back
Unbearable spasmodic stings in the butthole
And a heart that aches from a thinning nay
A suffocating wakefulness & a deafening snore robs me of solace
My nightly dose of morphine✍🏾 WeirdmaskmanNG