"in the morning" - Sonya Sones

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there’s
this golden moment
when the sun
licks through the gauze
fluttering at my window
warming my eyelids to opening

this golden moment
when I’m not yet awake enough
to remember
that there are things
I would rather
forget.

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"in the morning"

[anonymous]

there's this silver moment before I wake
when my dreams press against
my eyelids
strain
to usurp the sun
to murder these days
upon days upon endless days.

this silver suspended moment
when I am not yet awake enough
to forget
everything that I had wanted
had once with such hope promised
to remember.