Words and Words
Words grab me,
Shake my shoulder.
They push the pillow,
From under me.
Aggravated shapes,
Reform over and over.
Pulling the lids,
From my eyes.
Sparking energy,
Draining sleeps gauge.
Hands raise fingers,
And do as commanded.
Morning giggles,
And I write.
EaS
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