I wake in the morning

I wake in the morning
and do not like my own face.
I sit back down at the desk and keep writing.

I walk around reading some words aloud
and do not like the sound of my own voice.
I sit back down at the desk and keep writing.

All but my hands are still.
I sit like a cat, alert and wary,
and pray to give way to silence.

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