Sunrise Philosophers – Phantoum Assignment

by Ralkkai

In November, we held hands and smoked cigarettes.
We went back home after I worked through the night.
In the starkness of the morning we were silhouettes.
She told me she missed me as we drove under morning light.

We went back home after I worked through the night.
There were two bottles of cheap beer in a bag at my feet.
She told me she missed me as we drove under morning light.
The rain painted murals of the sky on the concrete.

There were two bottles of cheap beer in a bag at my feet.
I drank and we talked, sitting in the balcony doorway.
The rain painted murals of the sky on the concrete.
We watched the world come to life and the night fade away.

I drank and we talked, sitting in the balcony doorway.
We were sunrise philosophers and the only two souls awake.
We watched the world come to life and the night fade away
and I knew that an 8 AM buzz promised a 3 PM headache.

We were sunrise philosophers and the only two souls awake.
In the starkness of the morning we were silhouettes
and I knew that an 8 AM buzz promised a 3 PM headache.
In November, we held hands and smoked cigarettes.

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