4 am.
Alarm rings.
Irritatingly so.
Left side of my brain yawns
and complains:
"But I am not a morning person! "
Still yawning...
Right side all judgy
Rolls his eyes
Rudely stares at Lefty
unimpressed and says:
"No one is."
Righty, grabs him by the throat
Drags him awake.
Lefty, comes in
kicking and screaming...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem