Every once in a great while, I write a poem. You shall see, after having read this, why I do not write more of them... I'm no Rob Hardy, for shit's sake!
I Awoke Before You
I awoke before you,
damn bird,
at least an hour.
Or should it be -
I awakened before you?
Awaked?
Awook?
Regardless, it was at least a whole hour
before you, and you're still a damn bird.
So chit and cheek and craw
like you called the sun forth
your own damn self.
But you didn't, damn bird,
because, as I stated above,
I woke up at least an hour before you,
but I sat quietly
and waited for the sun.
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