PRE-MORNING MORNING:

 

It’s Dark & Black out there, night lingers to the music of 

rain drenched owls. Lights on in the kitchen, a ship on the

horizon slips alone through a storm. The heart of the house

greets stumbling dreamers drawn to breakfast – go gentle with us.

Warm & dry, the walls hiss water, rushing through veins feeds 

steaming showers, bathroom crooners imagining they can’t be heard 

let loose, bring light into the world long before the sun, songs 

sung with honest voices make me happy, set me up for the day – 

everybody smells great. 

 

(K)