Saturday, 3 March 2012


The alarm sounds
to break your evening long gaze,
a flicker, the forced lie down, and resume.
Always does sound too much like your ring tone.

The alarm sounds
two eyelids fight open,
a flicker, the forced first stand, and resume.
Just cushions and yesterday’s clothes under bedding.

The alarm sounds,
a too familiar laugh,
a flicker, the forced wave-smile-walk, and resume.
Last message reads, ‘course, as long as you’re happy’

No alarm sounds,
no laugh, fight, or break,
nothing, the ease of old habits, and pause.
You check your watch, un-focus your eyes and wait.

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