Morning Abroad

Music blares into my windows

windows to the world

the world tweets with the morning dew

thoughts of the days rays

wind up in the ballpark

I fall back into my body

back into perception of all

yawning the underworld

eyes opening to an auburn sun

warmth by a skin blanket

the first sound greets me pleasantly

“Morning.”

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