This Morning

I hear the buzzing of the fly
It’s stuck somewhere in the window
I won’t get up to look for it
The sun is barely rising
My friends bedroom is being bombarded with the sound of the alarm and she doesn’t wake up
The seagulls are a cheery bunch
I wonder what they have to talk about this early
The huskies next door are sad
And when they’re sad, they let us know
I want to cry like that sometimes, you know?
How nice it would be to let everything out without a care in the world

Angelica Flores

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