The End Of Night

 

 

Shock of waking

blood moving

beating, bumping

eye wiping, lost in

darkness

no more

lost in

dreams

no more

lost…no more;

brightness condensed

evaporates into

thin

air

taking sightless sleep

taking

lost dreams

taking

it’s time

The morning quietly

roars,

muted ocean…bed

placed ear

drum…heart

beat

lamp switch

shower door

pan handle

broken egg

coffee cup

the

day

and the rightful

sad

mourning

morning

the end

of

night.

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