The Sun Emerges Red-Eyed And Weary by Ben Adams

there is grey-dawn

madness

afoot

once more

in the soul-institutions

of these streets

in the minds

of broken lovers

of alcoholic poets

of failed stock brokers

& bus drivers

alike

there is grey-dawn madness

rising

like the drunken sun

struggling for water

or more wine

or beer

as he hoists up

and over the horizon

once more,

one more time

and the ash trays are full

the record skips

on the turn-table

the frost gathers on

unkempt lawns

in the heart of our

suburban wilderness

as the sun emerges

red eyed and weary to face

the day

lighting a cigarette

switching on the news

making & drinking

coffee

with us ready

and willing

in lock 

step

beneath

him

Ben Adams is a poet, writer, servo-clerk, research assistant and festival cash wrangler, with honors in History and English. His poetry has appeared in a range of print and online publications, including Australian Love Poems, The Grapple Annual, Red Fez, Tulpa Magazine and InDaily. Recently, his poem 'Wet Leaves' was included as part of the 2018 Raining Poetry in Adelaide street-art project, while several poems were performed for Quart Short Collective’s Spring Shorts reading night. He can be found on Facebook, shares poems and photography on Instagram @bts.adams while poems and politics can be found on his Twitter feed @badbadams