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The Battle Between The Insomniac And The Dawn.

The blinding argumentative glare

of darkness rolls in

at around four in the morning

and it rolls

its tongue, it slavers

and slurs, it begs and it stains

with insult, it disdains and pours

scorn on the eyes, as the narrow focus

of mock slit readiness

is installed

like a sergeant on parade

who first gets a sense of deviant

gratification at the prospect of pissing

down someone’s ear, of making them squirm

for having the audacity of sleeping till four

in the morning when they should