Three barking dogs I hear
out my bedroom window on this morning
dew covers the cars and street lights
like an early morning shower
woman wear dresses and men wear suits
as they prepare to spend their morning with the lord
and thank him for their life.
I sit at my desk and discover
that fire can come out of my hands
that words can form together
and become ground moving masterpieces
that I only I can manifest
the sun begins its day
as the explosion of reds and yellows
create a volcanic effect
in the dark ominous black sky.
the fire of my fingertips
are making fireworks
in this early morning sky.
This is what you get when you randomly wake up at 5 am.