First Call

First morning call holds
that smell of sleepy breath,
that sleepy eye look.
Like by a rising tide
consciousness floods into 
every creek and corner
of a dissolving 
confused mind 
thoughts branching out and 
head spinning.

I trip over real and 
imaginary obstacles 
on my way out of dreams
and I cast my vote for another day 
giving it all the energy I can muster,
and spellbound,
I head out to face 
the rest of my life
one day at a time.

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Wordle 

The words to play with were:

first, call, smell, look, tide, dissolve,
branch, spin, trip, vote, give, spell