I'Ll Be Bach
it's a mistake
i say as my
brain tries
to wake
me
aided by an
added alarm
though with
a charming
melody
this only keeps
me choosing
and pressing
me to press
snooze
which i do
over and over
and over again
beginning again and
again my melodic alarm
soon only looping
never ending as
is forever be
ginning and
becoming
turning into
a kind of
din as
if the
turn
table plays
the records
stuck the re
cords stuck t
he records stuck
s
c
r
a
tch
ENOUGH
though i
hold my
ears i'm
hearing
this
in my
head now
surely awake
the cacophony
translates
literally
as to
how
day
BREAKS
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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