A Story by D S Rollins

Being tired can affect you in so many ways.


The garment of sloth is heavy on my frail body.


Am I in space? No, just on the planet earth. Gravity has intensified by 100. Immovable.

Blink. Darkness. Blink. Light. Blink. Death. Blink. Life.




5 years have passed--No, 5 minutes. When is dinner going to arrive? Slits have now replaced what used to be eyes. I'm not a druggie. Just an insomniac.


Ow! She says she pinched me 10 minutes ago. That's a lie. lie. lie. Oh, that's. that's that's what that was, was, was, and it wasn't my bed. bed. bed.


It's so not true, you don't have to be drunk to not walk in a straight line. Thank God my shoulders are attached to my body, or by now, I'd be a walking limb with no shoulders.


What did I just say?


I take the garment off.

© 2011 D S Rollins

Author's Note

D S Rollins
I learned something called 'defamiliarisation' in my creative writing course, and it just means to make something that is familiar, unfamiliar. I'm trying to find my muse again with it.

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XD I'm an awful insomniac so I can entirely relate to this piece. You did a good job on getting the bleary eyed, can't even think straight feeling.

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D S Rollins
D S Rollins

London, United Kingdom

I am a writer. My heart and soul are in the words I write down. I've had this issue where I can never express myself fully in words, I write to express what my mouth cannot. It's freedom. I l.. more..

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