Nov. 4, 2012
No Sun Morning
I woke up
to a no sun morning.
The moon was working overtime,
leaking out a pale light,
the sky still black
and tired.
All the trees were starving,
wilting down
towards the dead pavement.
A dog howled hoarsely,
confused and afraid,
But people trudged past,
unknowing,
oblivious,
Caring not a button for the darkness.
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