Black. Blue. Maybe white—no, white noise gray. Gray. Stable. grave gravity gravel 
Static dusts periwinkle twinkle in my eyes. Perish one by one by one by one. Silent. 
…Silence.           (Science says) Head ringing ((((( ring ring ring ring ring ))))) Like 
how it would be in the space. Vacuuuuuuum. Empty (no one). Chamomile honey 
yellowish gray aroma in the room lingers world loses chroma at 3:45am. Heavy, 
dense (has ever died) black curtain of hair ||||||| from (from) above. She is asleep she 
whispers inaudible words in her sleep but I’m not (insomnia). Her arms are crossed 
under above her meager breasts, in a way you do when you’re cold bats are warm 
bloodied mammals. Stone gray feet upside down rooted in the ceiling downside up a 
slab of body hanging (Deprivation of sleep). Ribs are (has been) protruded (widely) 
casting deep lines of shadow my eye bags under mammalian moonlight. Is she me is 
me her Lying still, stare stairs Altair all tear up at her diaphanous webbed wings 
(used as)—bluish gray (as a means of) grayish black—silky muted please downy 
velvety veiny (torture) let me one two three four five six feet underwater long half 
open, half closed, no breeze, tactile death tick tack tick tack don’t know how much 
time elapsed relapse elongated time lapse her face is calm sea sheepless sleep 
sleepless sheep it tides in t i c k   t a c k absorbs my sleep, tides out t  i  c  k     t  a  c  k  
exhales salt air it reddens my eyes t    i    c    k          t    a    c    k   drab ambience  
turtle-ish reach for Ambien in a yellowish gray bottle makes me drown in drowsiness 
again I wait in a blue black bottle  d     r     o       w        n           i                n               g   
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Aisthesis      Volume 8,  201746

Angelus Insomnus
by Jianna Jihyun Park