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3 in the morning

its

3 in the morning

blue light

From the pod charger

Fills the room

Lately

Its become the norm

To lay awake

In these early

Morning hours

words

banging

round inside

my brain

as rocks

in a

can

of

tin

words

pop

popping

like popcorn

in a

microwave

need to throw

back

nights covers

pull my

duff

outa bed

take out

pen and

paper

release

the words

from

inside

my

head

****

its 530

in the morning

jSweptson

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Published: Feb 24, 2011
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