New day creeping into the room,
Sneaking in-between the slats of the Venetian blinds.
Sleep pulling down on our eyelids
While the cat yells at the DJ in the clock-radio,
And I’m still tangled up in you.
– 29 June 1999 / 16 March 2017
As you can see by the dates, this poem was written many years ago with some revisions done today.