snooze – My Tales Within

Yes, I snoozed and sinned

I slept againpast the dutiful alarmpast the chirping birdsway beyond the slanting morning raysslept with no dreamslike a loglike twisted vinesburied in the quiltto shield the meddlesome lightif that’s a crimefeel free to sue mebut quietly pleasedon’t wake me

Ritual in the dark morning #99wordstory

My hand lifts instinctively to strike. The precision comes from years of practice. Every morning at 5 am, it is a ritual that forms an integral part of my daily routine.The strike is done with closed eyes only guided by the sound of the target. The fearful target whines in an almost melancholic shriek. WithContinue reading “Ritual in the dark morning #99wordstory”