One more minute

Dragged into sight
Dizzying light
Mindless steps
To spit foams
Barren trees
Reflect me
Almost gone
But couldn't be
Not swaying
Not singing
Ashes and dusts
Laid right still
Cooling flow
Where are you?
All I see are sleekly, sleepy cars
Barely inching
Orange but blue, I ask
Why morning, why morning
Blazing and nothing else
A white loaf
For you and me
Munching can't
Solve the wrong
Wish to sleep
Just one more minute.

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