waking up
7 minutes
before the alarm
goes off
is a bit annoying,
but when
i get up,
9 minutes later,
without the usual
20 pounds of
too-little sleep,
i think:
o, so this
is what
a morning
can feel like.
i make the bed
and then
my tea.
i listen
to a bit of
Robert Earl Keen;
it’s not like
there is
anything better
to do.
i drink my tea.
i scribble
a few words.
and i smile.
i could
get used
to enjoying
my life.