god damnit!
will you shut up?!
it blares and blares! and blares!
caffeine headaches!
ax to the skull!
i don’t care what time it is!
didn’t request a wake up call!
let me see reality as a dream!
get your foghorn out of my face!

i’m unplugging my internal clocks

life is but one day
where we meander the winding road
between dreams and reality

so stop yelling at me!
you have nothing important to tell me!
one more time!
and i will set this hotel room on fire!

i want to measure my day in miles today
songs on the radio
exit signs
semi-trucks that add up to
nothing really

99 bottles of beer on the wall
this coma is exactly what i want
so i’m pulling both our plugs

alarm clock!
angry nonsense!
let me be.



Author: brice maiurro

Denver poet. Author of Stupid Flowers, out now through Punch Drunk Press.

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