Sunrise, a cliche
of rebirth as firey
as the Phoenix.
Boring. And it is fractured
as a metaphor, for what you want
to bring across is compromised
by reality. Sunrise brings blindness,
heat, burns to unprotected skin.
It marks you, like a dog
pissing on a new carpet, destroying
the lovely newness you are so excited
to explore.
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