If you wake tomorrow
to a song with a violin and a steady drum,
do not step into the day
and away from the music
too quickly, occupying yourself
with the business of living
instead of the joy of it.
Really, how often does it happen
that you wake up early for work
with a sweet fiddle in your ear
and a lover next to you?
Don’t the soft drum
and the sidling of the wicked bow
suggest something other than
getting up for work?
Dark Matter 
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