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    The Mind of an Insomniac: A Collection of Poetry Featuring the Epic Poem, the Adventures of Gastan.
    The Mind of an Insomniac: A Collection of Poetry Featuring the Epic Poem, the Adventures of Gastan.
    The Mind of an Insomniac: A Collection of Poetry Featuring the Epic Poem, the Adventures of Gastan.
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    The Mind of an Insomniac: A Collection of Poetry Featuring the Epic Poem, the Adventures of Gastan.

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    A collection of poetry featuring the epic poem, The Adventures of Gastan. The epic story of a warrior knight fighting dragons, wizards, serpents and much, muchmore. Action, suspense and romance all tied into one amazing epic adventure.
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    Release dateApr 25, 2006
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    The Mind of an Insomniac: A Collection of Poetry Featuring the Epic Poem, the Adventures of Gastan.
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    Brian McComb

    Brian McComb and his wife, Jessica, are the proud parents of Whiskey, a golden retriever; Draco, a Great Dane; and Luna, a Russian blue. They reside in Orlando, Florida, where Brian is currently hard at work on his fourth book.

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      The Mind of an Insomniac - Brian McComb

      The Mind Of An

      Insomniac

      A collection of poetry

      Featuring the Epic poem,

      The Adventures Of Gastan.

      by

      Brian McComb

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      © 2006 Brian McComb. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      First published by AuthorHouse 4/20/2006

      ISBN: 1-4259-2612-6 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4678-2186-5 (ebk)

      Printed in the United States of America

      Bloomington, Indiana

      I dedicate this book to those who have always believed in me. First and foremost, my parents Quentin and Maureen. To Jessica, my love, you make my world wonderful. Ralph McComb, my grandfather, for giving me my first taste of poetry.

      Table of Contents

      EMPTY BED

      CHRISTMAS

      MERRY MEN WANT YOU!

      THE JONES POEM

      LAST STAND

      ABORT

      RAPE VICTIM

      LITTLE WHITE LIE

      TO: JENNIFER

      A CONVERSATION BETWEEN GOD AND SATAN

      A MURDERER’S MEMOIR

      THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL

      I REMEMBER

      VENGEANCE

      NATURE

      VIETNAM

      JOEY

      PART 2

      THE ACCIDENT

      PART 3

      THE AFTERMATH

      SHE SAID

      LAST WISHES

      DON’T RUSH THE FEELING

      FLYING

      DADDY

      THE TAPE

      DON’T KILL YOU, MAKES YOU STRONGER

      EXECUTION

      COFFEE SHOP

      HIDING

      LOVE ISN’T EASY

      LETTING GO

      A LETTER TO A CHILD

      THE ACTOR

      NOT MY SON

      ONE WEEK

      A MOVIE

      TRAGEDY IN AMERICA

      BIRTH OF A LEGEND

      THE BIRTH OF EVIL

      IT IS TIME

      THE EVIL GROWS

      A CHANCE MEETING

      EVIL FINDS FRIENDS

      THE KINGS GUARD

      FIRST GLIMPSE

      THE LETTER

      DENSMORE

      FINAL BATTLE

      CATACOMB

      THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

      BRANNIGAN

      ABDUCTION

      AWAKENING

      ARIANA LEARNS

      THE PAST IS TOLD

      ARIANA’S DECISION

      ARIANA IS FOUND

      REST IN PEACE/VENGEANCE

      REDEMPTION

      CATACOMB

      LAMONT

      SO MUCH GRIEF

      THE DRAGON’S LAIR

      EDWINS TURMOIL

      PINAT

      THE CASTLE

      THE BATTLEFIELD

      LETTING GO

      ARTAGENS WISH

      FRIENDSHIP

      TERRIBLE TIMING?

      THE BODY REVEALED

      THE ROAD HOME

      THE SPAWN WAITS

      BURIAL

      THE CHURCH

      THE GRAVE

      THE PLAN

      SO IT BEGINS

      THE ASSASSINS

      ATTACK!!!

      HARTECK HEARS THE NEWS

      THE WOUNDED HEART

      THE ULTIMATE DECIET

      A HERO RETURNS

      BANISHMENT

      LATE NIGHT SWIM

      THE SERPENT LEGEND

      THE FISHERMEN

      A WARRIOR SUMMONED

      THE SERPENT SURFACES

      INTO THE WATER

      THE SHIP

      PASSING THE TIME

      THE LANDING

      HARTECK FINDS COMFORT

      LATE NIGHT RENDEVOUR

      A FRIEND IN NEED

      THE GIANT

      THE THIEF

      FATHER CLAY

      THE HANGINGS

      CATACOMB

      THE SECOND COMING

      THE COMING OF THE STORM

      DRAGEN

      PRAYERS

      THE PAST RE-VISITED

      THE FIGURE RE-APPEARS

      SUCH A QUAINT LITTLE VILLAGE

      THE BATTLE IN THE HEAD

      DENSMORE

      THE ULTIMATE BATTLE

      LETTING GO

      BIRTH

      THE ILLNESS

      A WARRIOR SUMMONED

      THE KING AND GASTAN

      THE GRAVE

      ACCEPTANCE

      A CHANCE TO SEE HIS DAUGHTER

      THE CROWNING OF A KING

      ABANDONED

      THE ADVISORS DAUGHTER

      EMPTY BED

      I WORKED THROUGH ANOTHER GRUELING NIGHT

      GOT HOME AND TURNED ON THE LIGHT

      I OPENED THE FREEZER AND MICROWAVED MY FOOD

      WHICH, QUITE FRANKLY, WASN’T THAT GOOD

      I SAT IN MY LIVING ROOM, PUT ON THE T.V.

      INFOMERCIALS WERE ALL THAT I COULD SEE

      I GOT UP AND GRABBED A DRINK

      I DRANK UNTIL I COULDN’T THINK

      I WENT INTO THE BEDROOM

      AND LOOKED AT MY EMPTY BED

      I WANTED TO FALL ASLEEP FAST

      WHEN THOUGHTS OF YOU FILLED MY HEAD

      YOU WOULD BE ASLEEP WHEN I GOT HOME

      YOU WOULD AWAKE AND SMILE AT ME

      I WOULD LOOK IN YOUR EYES, FALL IN LOVE AGAIN

      BEING THERE WITH YOU WAS THE ONLY PLACE TO BE

      I WOULD LIE WITH YOU IN MY ARMS

      AND THE FEELING FELT SO RIGHT

      WE WOULD LAUGH AND KISS

      AND THEN SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT

      IN THE MORNING I WOULD AWAKE

      AND MY FIRST VISION WAS YOU

      I WOULD LEAN AND KISS YOUR CHEEK

      I KNEW THAT OUR LOVE WAS TRUE

      YOU WOULD AWAKE FOR WORK

      I KNEW WHAT YOU WOULD SAY

      I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO GO

      I WANTED TO HOLD YOU ALL DAY

      EVERY DAY BEFORE YOU LEFT

      I WOULD MASSAGE YOUR NECK AND FEET

      THEN YOU LEFT, I WENT OFF TO WORK

      AND AT NIGHT, OUR LOVE WOULD REPEAT

      THEN THAT NIGHT, I WAS IN A MEETING

      I GOT THE WORST CALL OF MY LIFE

      THEY SAID IT WAS A DRUNK DRIVER

      AND THAT I HAD LOST MY WIFE

      I SAT AND CRIED FOR EVERY HOUR

      MAKING IT THIS FAR TAKES ALL MY POWER

      NOW I STAND AND LOOK AT THIS EMPTY BED

      ASKING GOD TO BRING YOU BACK FROM THE DEAD

      AS I CLIMB INTO BED, IT FEELS SO COLD

      EVERY NIGHT I FEEL SO ALONE

      SOMETIMES, I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP

      I MISS YOU WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BONE

      I CLOSE MY EYES, TURN OFF THE LIGHT

      KNOWING THAT IT WILL BE A SLEEPLESS NIGHT

      I THINK ABOUT THE LIFE WE COULD OF LED

      AS I LIE THERE IN THAT COLD, EMPTY BED

      CHRISTMAS

      CHRISTMAS TREES

      EGG NOG PLEASE

      MISTLETOE

      GREAT WHITE SNOW

      SILENT NIGHT

      BEARD OF WHITE

      RUDOLPH’S RED NOSE

      GIFTS WRAPPED WITH BOWS

      SANTA’S SLEIGH

      THE CHILDREN PLAY

      TURKEYS AND HAMS

      STUFFING AND YAMS

      STOCKINGS HANGING

      CHURCH BELLS CLANGING

      CHOIR’S SINGING

      WHAT’S SANTA BRINGING?

      A DAY OF JOY

      A BRAND NEW TOY

      A DAY OF LOVE

      AND FOR GOD ABOVE

      MERRY MEN WANT YOU!

      FOR THOSE WHO DO NOT KNOW ME

      MY NAME IS ROBIN HOOD

      I ROB FROM THE RICH, GIVE TO THE POOR

      JUST LIKE EVERY NOBLE MAN SHOULD

      SO I SAY TO ALL THE COUNTRYMEN

      COME ON AND JOIN WITH ME

      LET US SET THIS KINDOM FREE

      FROM PRINCE JOHNS TYRANNY

      I HAVE WILL SCARLET, LITTLE JOHN

      AND FRIAR TUCK TOO

      BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY NOBLE MEN

      I REALLY NEED YOU

      THE MORE THE MERRIER, THAT’S WHAT I SAY

      WITH US, KING RICHARD WILL RETURN SOME DAY

      IF YOU THINK YOU CAN ROB THE RICHEST AND GIVE TO THE POOREST

      THEN COME AND MEET THE MERRY MEN DOWN IN SHERWOOD FOREST

      THE JONES POEM

      THE ARCHEOLOGIST WITH A BRAIN

      THE ONE WHO GETS ALL THE DAMES

      YOU CAN’T DENY IT, HE’S THE BEST

      BETTER THAN BELLOQ OR ALL THE REST

      HIS FATHER IS SMART AND SO IS HE

      HE’S THE BEST ARCHEOLOGIST HE CAN BE

      HIS FRIENDS ARE SALLAH AND MARCUS BRODY

      HIS ENEMIES ARE THE DREADED NAZIS

      HE LOOKS FOR OLD RELECKS

      THROUGH SKELETONS AND BONES

      WHO IS THIS ARCHEOLOGIST?

      WHY IT’S INDIANA JONES

      ELSA, MARION, WILLIE SCOTT

      ALL THESE GIRLS THOUGHT INDY WAS HOT

      BELLOQ, DONOVAN, MOLA RAM

      ALL THESE MEN ARE WHO INDY FOUGHT

      LAST STAND

      THE MOON WAS SHINING ABOVE

      AS THE KILLER PUT ON HIS LATEX GLOVE

      HE PULLED OUT HIS GLEAMING KNIFE

      AND KILLED HIS CLIENTS WIFE

      THE MONEY WAS DELIVERED THE NEXT DAY

      THE KILLER WAS SURE HE GOT AWAY

      THE HUSBAND CONFESSED AFTER AN HOUR

      SUDDENLY THE DEAL STARTED TO GO SOUR

      THE COPS ARRIVED AT THE KILLERS’ PLACE

      HE PULLED OUT A SHOTGUN FROM ITS CASE

      HE OPENED FIRE ON THE POLICE

      YELLING THAT HE WASN’T GOING IN PEACE

      AFTER A SIX HOUR STAND

      A FATAL BULLET DID LAND

      IT GOT THE KILLER IN THE HEAD

      AND

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