A glimpse at the experience of a college student upon awakening.
Within the fleeting darkness of my dorm
I pull my blankets over my drowsy form.
I force my eyes open and the light attacks.
My pupils recoil from the sudden smack,
Cringing as if they'd sniffed something foul.
I clamp my eye lids shut. Light is my enemy.
Like leading a cowering cat from a corner,
I open my eye lids once again.
They slowly skulk up my dresser
And lay lazily on my clock.
My eyes again close
As a thought slowly grows.
Didn't class start 10 minutes ago?