Last night I made arrangements with the cat and turtle person down the block. This morning I drink coffee and write. I notice the growing pile in the living room. I tend to the tattoo on my left foot. My beloved and daughter still sleep, upstairs.
This week the mornings
Are conveniently free
So I can sit
Write
Drink more coffee
Than I really need.
This week I notice
The buds on the lily
Are goners,
But still the full flowers
Hold their own.
The living room
Begins to fill
With dorm room
Paraphernalia;
The cat sleeps
On her pile of shoes,
Head propped on a heel
Just so.
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