narre warren north. such a sleepy sunday morning that i liked the quiet. nevermind the fact that it's the middle of nowhere.
sunday morning dreamt about a moment passed,
about a time i failed.
sunday morning i was staring at a clock
trying to push it back.
sunday morning wished to be a kid.
sunday morning shook me all the way awake.
stirred me from the dream.
sunday morning i was thinking of a phone call i should make
you never did.
i never did.
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