



this sunrise tastes like a fat lip from getting punched the night before like an ashtray kiss half asleep in the early futility of a morning you have to take with tap water and two aspirin and this sunrise feels like the end of the bootcamp of the winter
Imagination is funny
I never imagined
A sunrise with a fat lip
Is that the same
As the woman
In the Opera
Who sings
At the end?
Yeah, some mornings be like that, and some are better.