Dawn Awakens
Dawn urges the dark of night
to abandon its perch
sending fingers of light
to probe my bedroom
until that light expands to
a burst of gold illuminating
the entire interior and
me, under my counterpane
where the fog of night
still nestles within, my
thoughts slow to gather, in
a confusion of resistance
from the deep comfort of
sleep, as though rehearsing
for a steeper, deeper oblivion.
Saturday, December 12, 2015
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Poetry
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