Day Shuttered

Curtains    be drawn
today be shuttered, 
   the sign    Closed
hung in the  sky window 
   by the Master, Sun.

Restless be I,
yet  bound   
   by the tick-clocking 
   of time's daily custom,
I search the dark   for sleep 
   but find it  not, 
Only falling   awake
   to overhear   Me 
   be saying to   Myself:
'The day is over. Time to rest.'

Then sassy-mouth  Myself
   talking back:
'But I want to  stop 
   the day's end.
Please, I haven't finished
   living it  yet.'
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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