I greeted the dawn boldly,
hoping to encounter a speck...

I enter the confessional
longing for repentance...

My mother cried this morning after dawn's birth;
no, it wasn't the crying of tears nor the release...

The shades of your eyes are
mountain ranges that apprehend...

You got up hours ago at 9 AM with a contented...
Today was a dreamless sleep. Sometimes I prefer...

The world around me looks dark and intimidating. I...
I am almost blind; the haze of smoke and the tails...

Should I approach with caution?
For when my backside is groaning...

Frosted stanzas
crunch under snow boots...

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Somehow we were on fire...

I taught you the snowy keys
on your mother's concert player...

What if you woke up and the world was no longer...
It's dark all day, [what is day?] no sense of time...

A little click,
had I forgotten I was logged on...