Waking Up To Imaginary Clarinets Poem by Kyle Schlicher

Waking Up To Imaginary Clarinets



in the darkness
light is exposed to memory
glands
working over
time.

hey! turn it down over there!

i'm trying to wake up!

no crackers please.

sodium does me no good.

i can't find my feet this
morning.

maybe i won't need them
before
this thursday.

what a way to begin
my next to last day
here
on earth?

the platters
are singing an oldie but goodie.

benny goodman
died quite a few years ago.

how i hate
this
ringing in my ears!


(4-11-2015)

Thursday, September 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mental illness
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