mornings are hard.
especially
around perky people.
you know
what i'm talking about.
they are cheerful,
talkative,
full of energy and life.
full of coffee.
they are bright lights in your
blurry eyes.
nails across the blackboard
of your soul,
saying horrible things
to you like
hello and good morning.
how are you?
what a beautiful day.
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