I open my eyes jolted awake by ten.
few hours earned, no mind free to dream.
The rain is gone with the night ..
.. the sun wakes me forcefully ..
.. where are the colors?
days are pale
the mist is preparing for the retreat, the first
scents caress the nose.
Confetti washed out on the sidewalk
residues of a spree from the calendar.
The cat looks at me for a moment, then returns
ecstatic sleep ..
you already know everything.
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