Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Breakfast Dreams

Breakfast Dreams

One eye open.
Two feet on the floor.
Bedside I sit and ponder.
Whether to sleep some more.

Frozen waffles in a toaster,
Spilt milk upon the floor,
Eating dreams for breakfast,
I ponder on rising once more.
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