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Judased
It’s 4 am
I’m full awake
my body Judased
into rising
from my bed
un-purposed to my day
prospected with
long dark-edged hours.
Outside, bird song,
cheery and alive
rings noisily
to mock me.
I’m full awake
my body Judased
into rising
from my bed
un-purposed to my day
prospected with
long dark-edged hours.
Outside, bird song,
cheery and alive
rings noisily
to mock me.
Published 22nd Jun 2024
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