Tuesday, 16 July 2013

before the birds

I woke up in time to see a good day break and wonder if it hurt.


I woke up in time to see the fledgling sun climbing its tree.


I woke up in time to feel like a cat burglar shivering around the house.


I woke up in time to smoke a cigarette before I knew it was dumb.


I woke up in time to hear the first flights over the city away to wherever they go.


I woke up in time to drink maybe the first coffee in my street.


I woke up in time to know it’s time to stop wondering about all those things I’m wondering about.


I woke up and it was dark, and now it's not, and that's not even amazing.  

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