A School Morning

December 17, 2008
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5 a.m.

red-tinted darkness
beating with a pulse
right behind my eyelids
the music plays
my footsteps sway
jam spread on rye toast.

6 a.m.

stiff denim jeans
then a checkered skirt
a black silk screen tee
slightly damp hair
the smell of something burnt.

7 a.m.

red is for the lipstick
glitter on my cheek
brown dipped in black ink
the clock ticks promptly
each minute slowing
to the breath of my own heart.

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