One A.M. Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

One A.M.



I was up in One AM, In The morning. I was in bed, but my mind was racing with thoughts. So I got up. Well Didn’t you know it was One Am In the morning, so I looked at the clock. Now it was Two in the morning. But in my mind it was One Am In the morning.

So what the hell was I up in, One in the morning. Maybe I was getting a glass of milk? , but I did not. So I took the time and pondered the night away. So I looked out the window, then I saw so many stars up above.


Well I was up in, One Am in the morning. So I stood there, pondering the night away.

So I looked out the window, then I saw so many stars up above.

February 9th 2009
Max D. Hornbogen

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