Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor Says:
December 18th, 2008 at 10:33 am

Silly Sunrise
Written by: Jay Anderson-Taylor

Oh, does the night come some quickly, creeping
into my room unannounced just as I raise my
head from saying my nightly prayer. As I
snuggle into the warmth of my satin sheets?
As I began to tumble and toss in and out of my
dilatory sleep? in a desperate attempt to catch
Morpheus in my dreams?in and out of my
somewhat comatose state I toss and turn
as I clinch my pillow over my head. As my
neighbors dog bark on and on repeatedly?
in his endless effort to protect his master from
the unseen. It?s as if he seems to delight in my
peerless chase of a good nights sleep? And the shadows
that always seem to play endless and abundant mind
games as they jiggle and wriggle and almost seem to sniggle
at my errant attempt to catch Mr. Sleepy times call for
my exasperated body to fall asleep. Passing car
and their never ending lights that seem to play tricks on
the mind?as I linger in and out of my
semiconscious state of mind. The old grandfather
clock that sits downstairs, just below the bottom
landing of the steps? it just never seems to stop
ticking as its swaying pendulum keeps on a clicking.
Wandering sounds that seem to flood the late
night air and never seem to dissipate, they
only seems too get even louder into the wee hours
of the night. While I still rumble with my body in
my futile attempt to get a good nights rest.
Finally as I do start to get into my morbid state
of sound sleep?in through my windows and
crashing through my broken window shades and
awaking me from my desperately sought sleep?
That old Silly Sunrise?that now demands me to
awake from the comfort of my semi warm sheets.