Morning

Morning gone sunrise,
Day gone sunshine,
Sundown over my eyes.
Night goes flat line,
Open to reality,
Spread from of me,
Trickle down fantasy,
Blind to see.
What’s in front,
Whats behind,
What gone down,
What’s to little,
Is more than enough,
Or not to much,
Just such,
No luck,
No Fuck,
No fight,
No Fenn
In this light,
In this day,
No way,
No Fennigan,
To begin again,
Right here,
Right now,
How?
FenniganT 8/14/10