Rage against the light

Winter’s pillow suffocates the light,
Snuffing out desire to move, in
The same way unlit candles,
When inverted,
Extinguish a flaming match.

Spring pokes fingers into eyes,
Tormenting the need for sleep, in
The same way eyelids,
When trying to rise,
Stutter like Venetian blinds.

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