by Alexander Skobeleff
Restless, he could not sleep. He shifts and turns. Unable to sleep, he gets up and walk out into the night. He wandered the streets. Passing by the urban homes, filled with people sleeping in their slumbers. He envied them. He wants to sleep. He longs to sleep. He longs to dream in bed, but his body feels restless. He could not sleep for days. Nights is when something calls him, lures him outside.