How I Woke

Today I woke with a
Fear, soft and broke
Almost elusive
Though it chilled me like fire

Today I woke and accepted
a wheeze that
Left me unnerved
And impatient

Today I woke
With a satchel of hate
Like rocks on a march
I regretted

Today I woke
Shaking hands with some bloke
Who was dressed all in black
And anointed

Today I awoke
Empty bottles my greeting
And the joy of a new day
Was not even fleeting

Today I awoke
Anew but collated
Alive but reinstated into
These long marches to somewhere I think I know.

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