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December 05, 2022

I Wake

By Wayne F. Burke

I Wake

4 AM,
afraid.
Of nothing.
Of everything.
I pick up a book, read
a sentence 3 pages in length --
imagine putting together
such a string of
language, a thing of
dashes, colons, parentheses;
unendingly baroque, churriqueresque --
such loggorrheaish felicity
sustained at so fervent a pitch,
so long --
I put the book down.
Almost five o'clock, and
time enough to fear the
dawn.






Article © Wayne F. Burke. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-12-27
Image(s) are public domain.
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