Annual Postponement

Annual Postponement

On mornings like this, early,
midwinter, still dark, too soon
to even try to crawl out of bed,

earlier than anyone can even 
imagine, it’s the first yawn
of the New Year, again; it’s

the first morning you know
you should get yourself up,
get yourself started off right,

write down whatever dreams
you think you may have had,
may have left behind, but

all you can manage, lying
in the still-dark darkness
is to tell yourself that you’re

not really there, your eyes
aren’t really open yet, you’re
happy living in the dark.

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~ OLN #329 ~
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