Saturday, April 09, 2022

NaPoWriMo, Day Nine, Poem Nine


Daybreakers
 
Everyone wants
to revolutionize
Saturday mornings.
 
Instead of rising,
they'll have sun 
plummet closer!
 
up and at 'em
at midnight hour,
vacuuming yard,
 
a car cavalcade
championing their
overachievement!

Such a blasphemy,
withing until birds
stop wake-up calls. 

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