Contributor: LA Sykes - - I don’t know why I cannot sleep. I don’t know why. I take my cigarettes and creep out the door and down the stairs of the apartment block. I sit on the raised step and flick the lighter as it fires up with a sparkle in the evening darkness. I see a cat toying with a dying rat over the road. I see car headlights flashing by, whirls of blur amber and red. I see pretty girls trying to catch my eye as they sashay by. See them trying to glean a smile from my lips for them to take away. I turn my head. I see a hearse go by, an oak coffin ferried with a procession of mourners in line, following. I lower my head. I see two birds huddle together under the arch of the weeping willow tree. Clinging to a branch as the wind whips the browning leaves, pinching them from their stems as they flutter in swirls. I see the exhaled...

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Author: LA Sykes