Micropoem 29

Poetry

(Waking up)

I don’t want to.

I don’t want to.

I don’t want to.

Fine. Whatever.

Nope.

Not for anybody.

Dammit feed the cats.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Trinity in the first scene from The Matrix GET UP

Nope.

*

Maybe autobiographical. Maybe confessional. Am I still in bed?

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