Curse the birds! their chorus shrill
that signal beyond my window sill
a morning concerto for anarchy.
Savour the darkness
the quietness of night
with blackness of velvet
shut out the light.
Stop the clocks
rewind the hours
that herald the sun
and open the flowers.
Close the curtains,
dissemble the day
and here in darkness
forever I’ll stay.
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