Three things at once

When I am awakened suddenly, before the requisite dream state, I roll out of bed and do one thing at a time.  I have finished the oatmeal.  As I sip coffee, I realize I have not had a Starbucks latte since before Lent. I will post this next, the coffee warm in my hands before I consider the plan for the day, a Monday which will line out on the page, line out in the office, client by client by client.

In early morning

I never know what

Lines out on the page.

The next thing appears

As if by miracle.

Ideas come one by one

By one.

It may be a function

Of waking up

Suddenly

To drive the daughter

To school.

I do not plan the day

As much as move

From one thing

To the next.

I find Starbucks

On the way home.

I think

Oatmeal

Might be good.

I determine not

To return to bed

But instead

To write

Eat my oatmeal

Drink the non-fat latte

Another thought that arrived

After the oatmeal.

I determine to do

Three things at once

A miracle in itself,

Three things at once,

So early in the morning.