Insomnia

 

scratched on the walls 

of this insomnia

 

are faithful transcriptions

of every failed romantic conversation I’ve had

 

its cumulative effects 

are breath-taking 

 

the stalactites attract 

emotional tourists from the world over

 

there will be always be 

another tragic accident

 

bookish type wonders

too close to the edge 

 

someone sticks a tongue 

into the wrong socket

 

the gift shop manager is 

acutely aware of these mishaps

 

capitalizing on them with 

an edgy line of keychains