It's been six months and Taylor hasn't slept for a minute of it.
His girlfriend (Kate) is unaware of his extreme insomnia and leaves him overnight while she is away on a business trip. In her absence Taylor's sleep deprivation turns to psychosis.
Now alone he imagines his household appliances tormenting him.
Until he decides to act.Awake is a film I discovered three years ago, and it was so disturbing that it inspired me to write this five-act poem:
There
are no boundaries
Of
night and day for you –
No
place where rosaries
May
say a prayer for you.
You
see piano sheets
Like
lazy autumn leaves,
But
do not hear the streets
Of
errant rustling leaves.
No
matter sitting up
Or
standing bowed as lead,
No
matter coffee cup
She
takes you know is lead.
So
laying down awake
Is
hell as hell shall make.Awake, Act 1. The Insomniac's Night © Ron Villejo
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