Day Anew or Deja Vu

I woke up nice and early,
to start my day off right.
I tip-toed to the kitchen,
to watch the new day’s light.
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I made myself a coffee,
one sugar but never cream.
The water didn’t boil;
I thought it was a dream.
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I went back to the bedroom;
I found I was still there.
I slept rather peacefully;
it gave me quite a scare.
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The cat was also sleeping,
curled up in a ball.
I gave her a little scratch,
she didn’t move at all.
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I nudged my sleeping wife,
she didn’t make a peep.
I cuddled up beside her,
hoping I’d fall asleep.
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The cat was first to rise,
soon jumping off the bed.
My wife then too awoke,
turning her pretty head.
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She didn’t even see me,
as I lay there by her side.
I could see she was awake,
her eyes were open wide.
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I feared that I was dead,
now a ghost out to haunt.
I gazed into the mirror,
I did look rather gaunt.
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My wife started screaming,
shaking the sleeping me.
I knew we had a problem;
the evidence’s plain to see.
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The alarm then started ringing,
time came into view.
I gasped for needed air;
I then started the day anew.

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Goodnights & Bad

History tells of brother’s scorn,
clawing their rise with tooth and horn.
One’s to rest upon tomorrows throne,
a golden perch to call their own.
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Eyed by others to take that place;
the hidden, visceral and puckered face.
With but one to thrive each will strive,
who will choice to stay alive?
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While kings of yore as knight once shone,
kings that bore by night just moan.
But history bores so I’ll say no more,
mysteries conclude in days for sure.

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