mornings

[drithebee]

Why does it hurt so much? Or better – why does it linger,Interesting choice to begin with a question
Fermenting between the folds of my consciousness, resurrecting.great word choice here
I wake up, slowly,
slowly to the unforgiving glare of a new day. love the use of 'glare'
and it’s not just my shoulders
that feel discomfort I feel like this line needs some punctuation
because the aircon has been turned too low using 'aircon' for air conditioning is distracting; it doesn't flow well
and there’s no hiding from it in my small room.
I stumble from my bed, where my body is sprawledI love the last four lines here. the structure and spacing is well thought out
Diagonally. Because I’m Russian and I like to expropriate
all the spaces
that had once been yours.

I enjoy how the lines of the poem have a rhythm between long and short. It is eye catching and it stimulates the audience through the poem.