Than Karin stopped sleeping.
He became a wanderer at night
He explored his life like a bad movie,
Watching all the disturbing scenes one by one
over and over...
He simply stayed awake all night...
He wanted to sleep but he couldn't...
He became insomniac
Insomnia of love
Fever of love
Couldn't sleep without him
Whoever that,"Him" was...
He had to have him in bed with him
That smell of flesh
That warmth
That heat
That heat of love in a hot country
Where he only felt the scorching heat
But no heat of touch
No heat of smell
No heat of contact
He wanted to sleep with that ivory colored flesh
not kill it...
He will look at his gun next to his hot cot of a bed
The gun which was the only companion of his night
Of all nights
With which he was supposed to kill the love'he cherished,
knowingly,
unknowingly
who knows
All he wanted was to sleep
and not sleep alone
because he couldn't
any more...
no more sleep alone.
He wants a companion
A man companion
A man whom he also want to destroy
kill...
He wants to sleep with the one he wants to also kill...
Karim could no longer sleep at night
He was now declared,"Insomniac."
But for him
It was lack of love
And love only
Karim had a fever
A fever of want
A fever of sleep
A fever of lack of sleep
Just a fever of desire
Intense desire...
Desire and its fear kept him awake all night...
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