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Morning

White coffee sweet hot
the smile that serves it remembers my name
at 7.30 I am vague and unwilling to wake and my conversation is dry
We’re all just addicts lined up for a fix.
Sometimes we joke about the days as they go by and call them their own names
but today is Saturday and is
only synonymous with sleep.

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About writehandedgirl

Sarah is a writer who is passionate about social justice, feminism, politics, and cats. She is a columnist and poet and currently lives in Nelson. You can follow Sarah on Twitter (@_writehanded_) or read more of her writing at writehanded.org

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