I
Midnight snack run
Bolting down cheesecake, gluttony re-imagined
The fridge swings open she eats with abandon
Harsh white light illuminates her face
II
White dawn approaches on stealthy feet
Mist enshrouds the house as specters walk
With heavy tread upon the roof
III
Alarm clock sings to call
In the new day
She is awakened by the red numbers
By her bed and up to the bathroom
The empty plate stares from the sink during
Breakfast
IV
The wind sounds strange
As it rushes under her car on the highway
She feels small
Against the truckers and tourists and commuters
Suddenly minuscule against
The charcoal sky
"Cheescake, gluttony re-imagined". Love this! Good work!
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