Foggy-minded mornings
and crystal-clear midnights.
Computer monitors flicker organically,
on-off-on-off, throughout the night.
The moon clouds the corner of my eye,
and the lights go out.The sun rolls in like a tank
trampling everything,
firing rampantly,
destroying the fragile barrier of
my window blind.
I rise,
or attempt to,
anyways.
Time is fleeting.Below me, a monster rampages.
Judging by how heavy
his feet pound,
he’s off to ravage
some village,
flambé some errant knight.
Perhaps he already has.He turns to me, growls,
“You’ll be late for your class”
and turns away.
I ignore him. Who knows
what realms dragons
dwell in?Finally, with one last trip, slam, and growl,
he leaves the room.
I retreat back into
my quilted fortress.After all, the day is still young.
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and crystal-clear midnights.
Computer monitors flicker organically,
on-off-on-off, throughout the night.
The moon clouds the corner of my eye,
and the lights go out.The sun rolls in like a tank
trampling everything,
firing rampantly,
destroying the fragile barrier of
my window blind.
I rise,
or attempt to,
anyways.
Time is fleeting.Below me, a monster rampages.
Judging by how heavy
his feet pound,
he’s off to ravage
some village,
flambé some errant knight.
Perhaps he already has.He turns to me, growls,
“You’ll be late for your class”
and turns away.
I ignore him. Who knows
what realms dragons
dwell in?Finally, with one last trip, slam, and growl,
he leaves the room.
I retreat back into
my quilted fortress.After all, the day is still young.
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