Wake-up Calls

Wake-up Call I
The moon hangs over the Gulf
Little crabs skitter across my feet
Is this really what life is?
If so
What have I been so depressed about?

Wake-up Call II
The sun hangs over icy woods
Plush snowflakes spiral upon me
Is this really what death is?
If so
What have I been so afraid of?

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