Today I woke up, the
Sun’s light fought its way
Through the blinds, not suspecting
That it would make its
Way.
I was in mid-dream,
I turned mid-dream,
“She is now elusive”
I said of a friend from my
Childhood, are
The words that woke me up
Saying; sorry… that
I woke up saying.
Not panting like
How I awoke 11 years
Ago, asking who
Was there after a night
Of reasonable debauchery.
Today what awoke me
Were the permeated rays –
The Sun soaked the room,
I turned mid-sleep.
Mid-morning sun,
Seeps through the window
Through
Sleeping sounds saying.
Write New York 