Morning

Morning

A Poem by Matt Chevalier

From a slit in the sky
the
peeringpeerless
sun
Watches my past self through window panes

Awakening in a field of figurines 
I am
bedazzled and fazed
An inorganic organ
Sounding too live

© 2012 Matt Chevalier


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Added on November 19, 2012
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