November 14, 2015

Rude Awakening

By emtwytte

Darkness with a quiet hum of sleeping houses
Is broken slowly by the rude sun
Shining in their eyes and jolting them,
Hard and fast, into the new day
Like an older sibling with a flashlight.
Doesn’t it know it’s Saturday?

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