Birth

Warm. Comfortable. Secure.

Movement.

A lightening, brightening.

Sound. Far away. Muted.

Growing louder. Insistent

Screeching

Ripped, kicking and screaming towards it.

Alarm!

Smack!

Eyes open.

Screeching stops.

I pull my hand away from the snooze button.

God I hate mornings.


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Comments

  • Pilgrim
    Pilgrimover 4 years ago

    A great comic edge.

  • Damian
    Damianover 4 years ago

    Beautiful work, love the screeching halt hehe!