Tagged: dawn

monday morning, the

monday morning, the
tugboat of dawn refuses
to budge – the darkened

sky apologizes on
its behalf, sends wet missives
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: missives

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perched

perched
on the landing
between
the fifth floor and the
roof, we found it –
a super blue blood
moon
dangling
out the window,
wedged
in a sliver
of brooklyn sky
.
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in about an hour,

in about an hour,
the sun will come in just so, a
bent wave glancing off

a new city prism – witchcraft
costing an arm and a leg
.
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between wings and a

at the edge of mid-

at the edge of mid-
night, we cling to each other
more tightly than a

sinner to his gods – not until
dawn’s early light do we repent
.
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a handful of hours

a handful of hours
before sunrise,
your thumb
has discovered
the outer
corners of my
pinky. i have
forgotten
where triggers
go to hide
.
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4:06 a.m., you ordered a

4:06 a.m., you ordered a
ballad, as if it were on the
menu, called for it like
we had just spun the
wheel of fortune, and we
landed fairly far
afield into the post-
9/11 inappropriate
Bangles, but you
whispered close enough
as though you knew Bette
Midler was queued up next,
and we were hours till dawn
.
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