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TIMELAPSE

Been drunk twice today, once 
in the haze of dawn in slumbered pile, again 
before night's drape had drawn a while, while
in-between, through sober gaze, I wished
for clouds that went clockwise by.

Have spun the empty bottle dry, in rounds
with friends who faked a smile, but once
the bell had closed that night, and rung
in hollowed echoed sigh, I stared
at lonely stars trail by.

Then...

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SUNRISE

I wake, in shifts and sudden starts, the night
when lives in worlds apart have drifted, the dawn
to watch in awe, somewhere along 
when time has warped, and slowly shifted.

I woke, to croaks of rooked alarm, the morning
sleep, disarms the dreams the night has gifted, the day
of shadows broke, and scattered long,
from dark comes light as oft predicted.

I wait, as life at earth’s edge re...

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TODAY

Today
could be that day,
the last day to be awake,
not woken,
to have dreamt,
in dreams, mostly remembered ,
and speak in words, mumbled,
not spoken.

Today
could be that day,
the last day
to live a life alone
to eat a meal
in burnt abandon
and drink
a drunken drink at home.

Today
could be the day,
the last to smell
the second-hand smoke
and watch the dripping,
setting sun,
...

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TO CHOOSE

If I could, side by side,
with an eagle, soar,
or crawl, mouse like,
under barn door
and run and chase, with crafty cats,
like Pangur Ban,
I would,

If I could, I would, sway,
in the way,
a flower grows, and drift
and swim with trout, below,
between the rock and river flow,
I'd stop, and breathe,
out, and more,
and wonder why I'd
not before.

If I could, I'd flutter by, quiet
in...

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