Friday, July 22, 2011

Witness

through
dirt-speckled panes
a robin's egg
pale blue
sky

- criss-crossed by clouds,
diagonal
and Dali-esque -

while street lights
flicker
luminescent,

and
wink out
one by one,

acquiescing
to the growing light.

It's morning
-and-
I am awake once again.

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