Monday, July 09, 2018

8:14 am

keep waking up
like a poltergeist
bodies buried in
my hedgerow

wake up
wait to see
if the despair
is still prescient

sometimes I
take a shit
and the hopelessness
heads for the exit

what’s with 8:14am
why that particular
time like it’s cognizant
of some deeper meaning

poem’s not coming
like I want it to and I’m
not sure what to do about
it other than wait and see

Charles Cicirella

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