on the heels of a dawning
I let the early bird
do it’s thing
and I wake at noon
the speed of business
tries to surpass me
they open can after can O Worms
commence fighting and blood letting
innocence in shade where
they design fliers
for windshields
competition had it’s day
caused its stir
what really everyone wants
is a middle of the night quiet
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