Waking wasted
to mornings that
bleed together
and morph into
the serial numbness
of xerox days
shredded into
bleak similarity.
How wonderful
it would be
to awaken into
the dreamy
strangeness of
a fresh and vivid
new life.
Not impossible.
You can't be sure
until your eyes open.
Perhaps tomorrow.
~mce
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
Waking wasted
to mornings that
bleed together
and morph into
the serial numbness
of xerox days
shredded into
bleak similarity.
How wonderful
it would be
to awaken into
the dreamy
strangeness of
a fresh and vivid
new life.
Not impossible.
You can't be sure
until your eyes open.
Perhaps tomorrow.
~mce
