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Apr 2015
Awake
as a flame
hoping
to burn out.

Sleet and cold.

The cat wonders
what the ****
is up.

The BBC
reports  that
the world
remains
a mess.

What is
worth knowing
at 4 AM?

You are lonely
in darkness.

It will be
a long, long day.

You are caught
in that time,
that is not time.

On a pyre
between worlds,

you burn
and burn,
but are not
consumed.

     mce
That dreaded 4 AM
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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   SamanthaW, The Jolteon, bex, JAM and Poetess
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