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Home / Cafe Culture / 10 AM and Snooze Button10 AMThe shackles on my soul Are slipping Time has taken its toll Slowly Stretching, I don't remember How long ago it was spring In the dark Basement Of my mind How long have I been here Immobile, and blind, without Light Or fresh air? And how long Have you stood there, Pouring coffee For me? Snooze ButtonEach morning, your eyes open slowly like small suns on the horizon of my day. Coffee brews on auto; waking the cat who comes to meow her indignation. You reach for me with nested warmth from beneath the covers to pull me back to you, And I am happy as the world goes away, if only for a few minutes more. Copyright 2004 Ava C. Ruth |