Morning, Nocturnal

“5 more minutes please”,
the nocturnal struggles.
Pillows give me ease.
Laziness has doubled.

Then I remember
the bills haunting like wraiths.
Enough of slumber.
The working day awaits.

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Originally published on March 19, 2019.

Header image: JayMantri of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.

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