Up up
I go
to one 
then another 
a bee
to flower
and bloom 
touching this 
then that
not I
yet awake 
just familiar 
with this 
quiet place 

Finding myself half
in half out
weighing my options 
day or doze
this lazy me
a few feet 
finds me coffee 
a few inches 
finds me sleep 
this in between 
finds me now
nothing but naked 
but hopeful that 
back you’ll come 
with my decision 
already been made 

Lips that once
had launched ships 
now sit tethered
to faces weathered
with fine lines 
complicit in crimes 
things like love 
blessed from above 
the lies that 
broke the ties
leaving quiet sighs
and little guise

I hear
don’t see
city awake 
I imagine 
the ocean 
this sound
lapping upon
some shore 
knowing that 
it is 
concrete and 
steel and 
rubber and 
all things 
man and 
nothing natural 
so sad
that this 
replaced that

The powdery
dawn dusts
my room 
soft blue 
everything lays
in shadow 
three shades
darker even 
white turns
to gray 
this very 
hushed morning