Friday, November 14, 2008

Morning

A denial.
An empty room.
A periodic beep chipping away at the mind.
Blurry blinds, a shadowy ceiling.
Floating words, talking walls.
A broken dream.
A dawning consciousness.

A splash of hot water.
Droplets on a mirror.
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1 comment:

vinny said...

Wow!!! I can't think of anything like that ... when i wake up..

January 18, 2012 at 8:58 PM

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