Daylight Savings Time God Damn (I don't like it)

Today it feels like spring, in November
This morning is dewy, temperature perfect
perfectly cool
It smells of new earth, well rested
Instead of getting ready to rest
I'm instantly no longer waking and driving in the stale darkness
It already feels like 10 o'clock by the time I hit the road
Don't even get me started about the evening
Who has the time?
Now I have to start all over again in the morning
But the dark in the evening waits for no one
Abruptly, it is night
As if dusk is skipped