I Can’t Type This Early

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I can’t type this early
With my babies asleep
For circus will begin
At the first, slightest peep
The day will begin soon enough
I’d like some time for me
The unsteady quiet before dawn
Just myself, my words & this coffee

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The Unsteady Horizon Rocking Me

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The unsteady horizon rocking me
I’m doing my best to remain upright
Another desert soul back to sea
Taking steps to catch my fall tonight
My eyes are exhausted & can’t open
Cautiously alert for what’s out there
Wished & prayed never return again
The ocean’s been a dangling nightmare