Monday, June 1, 2009

flying daggers

i woke up this morning at 3am.
did a little bit of couching.
then went back to bed.
i woke up now and again trying to catch myself snore.
(i don't have too however,
since you wake me
everytime my breathing interupts your sleep).
i caught myself at least a couple times which made me open
my eyes and smile.
just after 4am- every morning-
my neighbor starts chirping in her squeaky high voice.
she doesn't stop until just after 5.
this morning her singing made me think
of daggers closing in on her vocal chords.

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