Sunday, April 10, 2011

April 9 time of day

6 a.m.

With a gasp that soon
subsides to wheeze,
the coffee maker awakens,
sending delicious steam
into the kitchen.
In the bedroom, the cat
smells it first and starts
kneading the blankets,
preparing for the dollop
of catfood soon to appear.
The old man reaches for the remote
and wide-awake people briskly proclaim
what could be seen by opening curtains
if they were remote controlled
instead of poor handmade relics
of hippy past. So the weather report
must provide the clues
about the chasm of day about to open.

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