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Sleep II


Your shrieking alarm clock, breaking into heaving slumber, demands of you a choice: do you close your tired eyes against daylight’s insistent calling, burrowing into soft sheets, and return to sleep’s blissful embrace? Or do you grit your teeth, arm yourself with well-worn scraps of courage, and push your dreams aside to stand and face reality? The choice is yours each morning, so be ready: when the ringing pierces your unwilling ears, gather your strength and choose to live, not rot away in slumber.
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