I have learned 
not to miss
but rather wait 
for you see
I am whole 
not missing anything 
what you bring 
me is extra 
a garnish to 
the already filled 
cup I am 
I will quench
my own thirst 
and you then 
make me prettier 

You snuck up 
on me day
I knew that 
you were coming 
you always do 
around this hour 
but I guess 
even though known
I enjoy surprises 
or pretend surprises 
like a quick 
kiss from a 
lover whose lips 
I’ve already known 
*sigh such is 
day said night 

Again we go
again we’re here 
why don’t we 
just stay since 
this is where 
why even bother 
thinking that around 
there is better 
for around there
is halfway back
to here where 
we always go 

Little things set
in a row
glued down tight 
like morning whiskers
meant to shave 
skin from lips
sticking out popping 
up these bristles 
may brighten might 
polish but often 
they irritate and 
irrigate dry things 
making them moist 
such are things 
found in morning 
and in woodsheds
and on animals 

Laying in dark 
trying to decide 
about impossible things 
to make coffee 
to wash up 
to make certain 
that I’m not 
yet again so
many other things 
coffee always helps 
take edges off 
of my disappointments
like sandpaper does 
to cut wood