The Witching Hour

I wake up at three every morning
The witching hour
Is it the cat?
Or something else?

Maybe it is so I can have some thinking time
Before the others get up.
I hear a voice smirk.
You live alone silly!

If you think I can go back to sleep now
You are as crazy as I am.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Leffanta Avatar
July 29, 2020 at 11:53 AM
Possibly the thunk of a newsboy delivering your newspaper? Nothing to generate a rise, so roll over and go back to sleep! Aloha! Rico
Krutsinger Avatar
July 29, 2020 at 10:50 PM
True but if you hear voices, you hear voices, right Rico?
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