Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Earlier than I wanted to be up,
but wide awake, I slip outside.

Stars wave their silent greeting
as cotton clouds careen gracefully beneath.

As if the lights dimmed not,
but lit up for an instant,
I feel more awake,
Already know, question anyway;
Yes, there is the electricity again,
trying to come back on,

Pretty, dangerous.
Fourth try is all around me.
I go inside.

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