The New Routine

dinner at six pm
blackout comes at 7
so we sleep as early as that time
and with nothing to do
we make love in the dark
and too tired
we oversleep till 5 the next morning
when electricity resumes

we sleep without air-conditioning
pre-conditioned now
to this long lasting emergency situation

i content myself to the sound of silence

some chirping birds sometimes
and crowing cocks at dawn
and screaming chickens landing
on the ground

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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