Living, Poetry

Inert AM

A pair of disapproving elderly librarians
judging my three-time renewal of books

But I got special permission from the head librarian

A fleece-clad stranger cuddled in,
stealing blankets and real estate

But she’s asleep, so we’re asleep

The intermittent voices of a tin-can radio man
interrupted by the ever-increasing beeps of the alarm clock

Up and at the absurd

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3 thoughts on “Inert AM

  1. Little Mighty says:

    I wouldn’t worry. It was after all only a bad dream. Perhaps you will have a wonderful dream tonight that will make you feel exhilarated rather than uncomfortable. I certainly hope so.

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