I lurch to my feet
After the world has returned to focus sufficiently
Bones clicking and
Joints sticking
Cat howling expectantly in the hallway
Clock ticking away ceaselessly in my mind
Which has already raced right past lunchtime and back
Twice
After the world has returned to focus sufficiently
That I can identify a pair of pants almost warm enough
To allow me to brave the unheated basement
After each of those forty or so seconds have passed and
Before I leave the room
I always look back
To the tangle of pillows and sheets
For an elbow or
A lock of hair
Even now
After almost fifteen years
That is still how my day has to start
After
All
After each of those forty or so seconds have passed and
Before I leave the room
I always look back
To the tangle of pillows and sheets
For an elbow or
A lock of hair
Even now
After almost fifteen years
That is still how my day has to start
After
All
1 comment:
love you.
always
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