Late Night Poetry, Part I

 

I’ll chase the morning light
in my deep slumber,
as I surrender
into the haunting darkness
at this waking hour.

 

– 5/7/2015, “You’re always awake at the oddest hours of the day; something must be keeping you up.”

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