jack varnell –

The Crack Of Dawn

The real work begins at dawn.

When the fun is over
we encounter our own reflection
in the eyes of those like us
left standing.

The horror of smells
around us come alive
from the dark to a waking dream
that needs dark to survive.

Colors brighter make cracks
in the walls appear
cracks in Revlon princesses

Morning wrenches our eyes open
we encounter ourselves
thrown into the street
where, all are alone and tired

The crack of dawn is real work.



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2 responses to “jack varnell –

  1. Thanks for reading Brian , and the kind word.

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