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Insomnia Author: Elizabeth Bishop, the moon in the mirror of her wardrobe faces 10,000 miles away (maybe a little proud, but she never smiles, never), away from sleep. Maybe she sleeps during the day. On the edge of the barren universe, she would rather let it go to hell. She would rather go to a pool or live in a mirror. Throw that concern into the inverted world at the bottom of the well, where the left is always right, where the shadow is the real body, and where we wake up all night. At this time, the kingdom of heaven is so shallow, the sea is so deep, and you love me.