PoeticaL
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morning - poem

Wednesday, Jun. 30, 2004
morning

a.m.
p.m. .
1 time.
2 times.
bam.
blam.
I don’t wanna
Music blaring
Blam
Bam
p.m.
get up
gotta…
I am
Too a.m.
In the morning
Eyes droopy
I was dreaming
Wait…
Music blaring
Blam
Bam
Silent pillow
You roll
I move
Blanket wrestle
Rap groove
Walls are shaking
Bones crying
Muscles quaking
Blam blaM
Blam blam BLAM
9 minutes racing
music mocking
BLAM
Silence
Music
BLAM
Silence
BLAM BLAM
Hard hitting
Side table screaming
Then
Total silence
Arms entrapping warm
Sleep soaked body
Palms embalming flesh
First morning
Words are spoken
And prolific lacking…

“honey…are you gonna keep beating that snooze button?”

-PoeticaL
8:42 a.m. ::
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