Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Cold waking up
start to hurry
Can't think straight
far too much worry
Drag bag to work
to sit still and study
No time to face hurt
in heart stuck
in chest cavity
Lie down curled up
nighttime
Alone with thoughts
shut eye
Dream dreams of
times gone by
Wonder what you
look like sleeping
Wonder what now
your dreaming
Then wake up
cold again
Time to work
no end
To the loneliness
of the weekend
Then the your voice
on the other end
A laugh comes
and I'm home again.

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