Annette Wasilik

Crack of Four

Annette Wasilik
Annette Wasilik


Crack of Four

Crack of four in the morning, crack open the door

It’s a head, it’s a clock, it’s a man alive and more

It’s a wonder, it’s a marvel. It’s a miraculous thing

 to come home in the evening and find your man sleeping



 Jeannie’s gonna come home all alone tonight

No cat in the back. No cops and making all the green lights

Yes, she will. Yes, she will



I catch your eye. I catch my breath. Catch myself thinking thoughts

No, no, no! Yes, yes, yes! I’m crossfired and caught

This power that compels me is impossible to fight

I lose my grip and let it slip. My guard falls down tonight





Crack of four in the morning. Crack open my eyes

An empty glass, an open book and a pad and pencil bed side

I turn the page. It’s open space. It’s possibility

Arms open wide I run outside and breathe in all that air for free




Annette Wasilik BMI 2015

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