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?

The End

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