Morning pops its
platinum blonde head
and sun whitened smile
between the cracks in my curtains
vacuuming the sleep dirt from my eyes.
A screaming white noise pounds
my blanket muffled ears as a
blaring alarm alerts me to its attack
insidious it destroys my dreams in mid-wisp
and drops reality like two feet
hitting the cold floor
drug like it staggers me to that facility
where I can wash off the night
A mirror gleaming in the solar rays
reveals the extent of nights
attack against me
It has mussed my hair
into a tangled tumbleweed
and marched tiny lines across my face
impressions from the sheets left furrowed.
In neat Frankenstein like stitches
teeth coated with yesterday's gluttony
I grimace at the foul chicken breath below
eyes glued at the corners by the Sandman's kiss
I am a refuge from the night
Mourning it's passing
driven from a dream into the
enslavement of the day
I am an immigrant emerging
from a dark country forced
into a shower to meet the
requirements of a civilized world
that assigns me many tasks
I carry excess baggage under my eyes
With my shoulders bent from
the weight of what's to come
I am admitted to another day
just like the day before.....
and the day after tomorrow ........
and all the days and all the years .......
that I will face with joy and fears
but you're still have to get up
every morning and try to repair
what the night's done to you
Tomorrow morning will pop its
platinum blonde head and
sun whitened smile between
the cracks and my curtains
and vacuum the sleep dirt
from my eyes and I will live
to see another day and
I guess that's O.K.
Incredible music composed & played
by Chris Bright Copyright -2023
Lyrics and vocals written & sung by-
Matthew F. Blowers III-Copyright-2023
at: Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
photo credit to: unsplash.com
