2 Aug 2019

Half seven



I get up in the morning
And step in the same stream
Twice

Three times
A million

Dry my feet and brush my teeth
Walk out

Forget to check my face in the mirror
Fall face down in a puddle
This works just as well

Get to this place
That place
Nine a.m.
After being up at seven thirty

Again
As always

And my chest contracts
My arms and fists clench muscle and bone

Because somewhere not that far away
The sun is only just starting to
Go
Down.