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Wake-Up Call
She slogs down her staircase
Drooping eyelids flutter open
To see her living room
Floating in an ocean of water
Television sunning itself
On the far bank
End table tipped and swaying
To the rhythm of the water
Swimming in the ocean
Enjoying the serene waters
On the calm of the beach
And the TV Guide
Shows nothing of
What is to be seen
Wading through the water
Thinking, I sure hope
Someone turned on the coffeemaker