Taken from Kristina 2.3.09

When I was rolling over to face the alarm
I picked up a spool of thread
It was a deep reddish color--
The thread.
I almost completely forgot
That
I
Was
Rolling over
For a reason.

My sheets drew a shadow
Across my face
And, strangely, I was colder;
There was a rattling sound
Coming from the radiator
When, suddenly,
My alarm
Started ringing
Ringing and
Ringing again.

I pressed the button on top
And resumed laying still.
I smelled something delicious
Frying in the kitchen
And I heard the sink water running--
That recognizable hissing that's always accompanied by gargling.

I closed my eyes a little longer
But felt compelled
Finally
To get out of bed and
Start my day.

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