Monday, September 7, 2009

Unsatisfied

It's much too early.
Dawn has yet to break.
Brown eyes flutter open.
I force myself to wake.

I step into the shower.
I must begin my day.
The hot steam rises.
Sleep begins to melt away.

Grab a cup of coffee.
Soon I'm out the door.
Heading to the job,
That leaves me wanting more.

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