Awake
to meet the day
so still the hour at hand
alarms will soon expect response
arise
At work
minutes slow dance
around a floor of clocks
in slow repeat across the dial
of time
Midday
venetian blinds
allow filtered sunlight
shadows scatter across the floor
diffused
At home
unlaced unwound
not bound by rule nor hour
some shoulds get lost in folly thought
undone
Still dusk
salmon colored
clouds skim across tree lines
cicadas warble lonely cries
for night
Asleep
day dreams turn dark
subconscious mind awash
with scenes unforgetting of past
lost time
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