slack jawed morning
nary have i seen thee in so long.
the refrigerator is humming
the stovetop is baying,
heating water for coffee
fresh energy against tyranny.
my darling is asleep
flush against bedspreads and air-conditioning.
last night was a doozy!,
perhaps someday it will repeat itself.
i felt so sane and collapsed against all those shining friend's faces.
yet often i prefer this,
to enfold my weight in the tendrils of calm morning
though it is true
i don't get up this early often.