Mornings are all early.
Each morning I wake at dawn, never before,
never after. The light creeps in and rouses me to meet the
If I slept in total darkness, it could not find me. Would I
Would I face the day?
I spend the dawn dithering.
An hour flies by,
And at last I am dressed and gone.
The day rises like a mighty bird in the west,
Its great wings obscuring the sun,
And all that the dawn promised is hidden from my sight.
If I stayed in total darkness, I would not know the
Would I still grieve?
I spend the day dithering.
Twelve hours fly by,
And at last I am ready to begin my work.
The night rolls in in a cloud of orange light,
Which sticks to the streets, drowning moonlight and
I walk in this light and wonder when I will fulfill any of
If I stayed in total darkness, none would ever find me.
Would I still feel bound to my oaths?
I spend the night searching.
Ten thousand web pages scroll by.
I am not ready to sleep and restart the cycle.
If I stayed awake forever,
Would the cycle break first,