there's something
to be said
about being roused
from sleep
at 6:30 am on a
Sunday morning
from a voice
that simply says,
"Hey!"
it pulls you from
possibly touring
a collection of items
you may have
once possessed
in a former life
or wipes away
visions of your grandparents
who came back
after their funeral
because though that
may have been
a big event for them
that wasn't all there
was for them
they have more lessons
to teach you
but instead that voice
echoes through your
ears as you lay awake
suspended in not knowing
who exactly just said,
"Hey!"
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