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Here, In The Middle Of The Night

3/19/2014

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It's the middle of the night. Again. 

As I sit here, reading, prayer and planning done, I remember the hamster I once wrote about. 

Here's the piece, an excerpt from 'Beauty In Darkness':  (If you enjoy it, please feel free to comment or share!)


Hamster

Nose pressed against this plastic wall,
I see them on the other side
speaking words I don’t understand.

I’m ignored most of each day.
I watch them pace, strut, scurry.
Sometimes they leave me here
alone
for hours.
I bite at the cold metal pipe for water drops
Hunger is half satisfied by stinky dry pellets

The only sound in tonight’s dark 

is the familiar nightly rumbling.
-probably the hairy one. He’s loud.

The dark is thick tonight.
I strain to see shades of black
turn deeper
             deeper
I kick at wood shavings as they curl around my legs.
In this thick night there is nothing new to ponder.
no visitors
no scenery
no light

This lack of thought.
will keep me up all night
again.

I trudge the familiar path
to the orange plastic wheel,
insomnia’s bedfellow.






2 Comments
theunknowngnome link
3/19/2014 04:16:10 pm

Good one Kim!

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Kim Rempel
3/21/2014 09:24:20 am

Thanks, Unknown :) The little hamster and his stinky pellets always makes me smile...

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