'Mourning'
Uneventfully I awoke.
Unsurprisingly the sun beating hot on the single paned windows –
Caused dew drops of moisture to form
Dragging myself out of bed,
Discarding one used shirt for another,
Shedding pants and underwear,
For cleaner clothes
And finally superimposing this day’s ‘outfit’ over my skin.
I’m up.
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