Morning they call it

Morning they call it
When the alarm clock erupts
Startled from sleeping
Rudely,
It interupts
 
The dream you were having
About all kinds of things
Faces and meetings
Vividly seen
Once your awake
You'll forget everything
 
 
The warmth of the duvet
The pillow so soft
Outside the rain lashes
The windows a drum
A tune beat too quickly
Rhythmically thrummed
 
You press the snooze button
For nine minutes more
Aware as you do so
That you won't have much time to snore
 
Just as sleep takes you
Back towards nod
The shrill of the demon
Awakes you, Oh god!
 
Dragging your carcus
From out of the bed
The carpet beneath you
Hair wild on your head
 
Thoughts of your purpose
Today in the world
Appointments and driving
This grey early dawn
Overcast and down-cast
This week will be long
 
 
AGL
 
 
 


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