Thursday 14 January 2010

Siteing.

This morning made its one
And only use of me:
Introducing you to it
Before ushering me out,
And taking you along to its
Reunion with the afternoon
To camp down for a while.

You were excused when
The evening declined your allure
In favour of the night’s which rekindled
Its romance with morning again
Once dusk was long gone and
Other stray hours passed over.
As breathing wears us out inside
The less bilious survive.

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