May 2014
Night
is over
and the sun
bullies me awake
as it rises.
I close my eyes,
turn my face
away from the window
and sleep through the afternoon
‘til I’m bored by my dreams.
is over
and the sun
bullies me awake
as it rises.
I close my eyes,
turn my face
away from the window
and sleep through the afternoon
‘til I’m bored by my dreams.
