MJC (1/27/92 / Edina, MN)

6 Am Flight

Dreadful,
awful hour to
be awake.
But, alas,
the sunrise makes
the blame displaced.
Rainbows streak the east;
a kindergarten art
prodigy.
Deep cherry where sky
meets civilization,
placid orange,
and dark - but
unsettlingly serene -
purple-black creation.
And the people of Here
sleep to not see beauty arise;
they are engulfed in the depths of
shadow
and are dazed by warm bed sheets.
And I watch the
colors spread like wildfire across
my fogged imagination;

6 AM really does
exist.

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Comments (1)

when you wake up every morning, thank God you'd live another day.