Every day is Epic.
The battle to beat
the bulge beneath the sheet
I've become.
To rise-
Or fall,
Beside the bedside's shore.
An island spread out
Beneath a misty, threadbare
Sea.
Startled by the shriek
Of the electronic eagle
And it's blinking beak.
Every morning the land
reaches out to meet
the sea.
Every day an Odessy.
The battle to beat
the bulge beneath the sheet
I've become.
To rise-
Or fall,
Beside the bedside's shore.
An island spread out
Beneath a misty, threadbare
Sea.
Startled by the shriek
Of the electronic eagle
And it's blinking beak.
Every morning the land
reaches out to meet
the sea.
Every day an Odessy.
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