Too Early… Too Tired… the Loved Ones Are Sleeping

I can admit to keeping odd hours.

I can admit to believing in coffee & eggs & cigarettes & toasts & knives & walks… all of these things used & consumed in the early hours of the morning.

It is just a little past six in the morning. I tried with the Mothers: they want nothing to do with me, at this hour, at least.

Nobody does.

And I am not butt-blind to the reasons of WHY they do not want to have anything to do with me.

It is an early hour.

My grandmother once told Me I get this energy, this early-morning-rising from My grandfather…?

Who knows?

All I know is people do not like it!

I have called my brothers at 4:00 am… my Mother at five & six in the morning.

Psychologically, it is when someone is most vulnerable… the most open.

Well, time to go back to NOT taking messages & phone calls on THEIR time!

I can’t believe in the things that do not believe in my life, how I live my life.

And I wake up early.


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