The Waking Hour
The mind crawls out of bed
and stretches toward euphoria
time stands still
in the glow of possibility
my back hurts
my knees ache
and reality barges in
like an uninvited house guest
an existential moment
I ache therefore I am
throws euphoria out the window
and for this old man
a new day begins
encouraged by a necessary thought
it could be worse
--Charles Deemer
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