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Have You Heard?

I started a new Everyday, just over a month a go.
I was able to ensure what I always have ensured before. That most Everyday is another day that I get to open my eyes and my ears get to hear my Alarm Clock Music. Taking place at a definite 7:30 a.m.
Most Everyday.
This should make me smile.
Except for-there is This Bird.
This Bird that makes noise. Louder than all the other birds.
At 7:30 a.m.
I do not know This Bird.
I have never seen This Bird.
And I do not want to, either.
I am already guilty of throwing a cup of coffee out of my bedroom window, last week. And I can blame it on This Bird, if I want to.
I fear I would become Al Bundy, if I ever laid eyes upon This Bird.

My new Everyday can be a lot of fun.
But it is not as...stimulating as my last Everyday.
And The Voice agrees.
Just admit it, The Voice will say to me. You are getting lazy.
When The Voice says this to me, I get mad.
I tell The Voice to Bite Me.

Because my new Everyday has a more...relaxed atmosphere than my last Everyday, I am able to stay up later.
And I like that.
For I am most fond of night.
I tell The Voice, I am glad to find you up with me.
The Voice says, Everybody has a job, Stupid.

Sometimes, because my new Everyday can be so...easy, I find that I am able to stay-up as late as I want to at night. I am never tired.
Sometimes, I am up until 4 a.m.
When all the other little birds are quiet. Because it is still dark.
Except, there is This Bird. This Bird who makes noise.
Before all the other birds.
At four in the morning.
And it is This Bird who wakes-up all the other birds.
And This Bird is the same bird that I know from 7:30 a.m., Everyday!
The Voice just laughs at me, when I get to complaining about This Bird.
Go to bed, then, The Voice tells me what to do.
And I say, I might as well. You could have a least made This Bird a fucking rooster.
That would have been a story to tell.

Comments

Constance said…
Queenie. I understand about the night. It is the time that Depression sleeps. A bit. Sleeping when I need to quiet the Voice during the day, I have developed an internal filtering system. Didn't even hear the monster thunder which rocked the house yesterday afternoon! Birds are a the counterpoint to my snoring. My advice: Keep the bird; execute the Voice.
Monday, 13 June 2005 at 00:17:00 GMT-4
Queenie said…
Kill The Voice?
That seems a little...mean.

Q
Monday, 13 June 2005 at 00:49:00 GMT-4
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