Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin…
an erratic metronome drones as thoughts are streaming
the rocks pierce my back while overhead the blue drifts by
 Caw! Peck! Caw! I ran when I should have stood!
 my arm across my face shields the sun from my tired eyes
but does nothing to lessen the days burning heat
 Peck! Caw! Peck! I kept silent when I should have spoke!
 sweat rolls over my temples and mats my hair
my lips are dry my tongue swollen and still
 Caw! Peck! Caw!
I cry out in silence for relief, from memories and my own failing!
Peck! Caw! Peck!
 my hand slaps the ringing alarm clock next to the bed
suns streams through the shades the heat already stifling
 Caw! Peck! Caw! I breathe deep and summon my courage!
 shaking away the remnants of the dream I rise slowly
scared another day with my fears and doubts to face
 Peck! Caw! Peck!
 Mark Schutter ©2013
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