January 10, 2010
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There's a warm and wet towel
wrapped around my brain

at 7AM.
I don't want to do this...
The cats and dogs that rest beside me
are weighing me down.
Eventually, my feet are shuffling on carpet,
and I'm gobbling up the morning's tasks.

I fall asleep at the wheel

at 7AM.
He's waiting for me...
at the other end of
a trail of wasted gasoline.
the A/C blasts at 30 degrees Farenheit
to keep my eyes on the road.

We roll past phantoms

at 7AM.
I swear...
those trees over there...
For a moment they were
a pair of adolecents
bundled in black against the morning air,
passing narcotics back and forth
in a well-disguised handshake.
And I wouldn't be surprised, considering
the characters that hang around

at 7AM.

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Ally25 said...
Feb. 14, 2010 at 7:39 pm
This was good but , I did think the part about " I fall asleep at the wheel" was unclear.
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