the alarm clock

between the turbulent restless sleep
and the dawn of morning calm
dwells that most heinous beast
the portable clock alarm

it rings to wake the slumbering
the sound to break right through
the dreams of armorial bliss
and the rest that you are due

you hit it once and once again
enough for hand to bruise
all is calm for a shortest spell
but the demon is set at snooze

again its raucous wail erupts
you are defend by the roar
rage subsides, calm restored
but the clock will work no more