In the mornings,
I listen to the sound
Of fingers crunching
Axe melodies
Juxtaposed to
A silent trance
In the kitchen,
The coffeemaker
Is brewing
A good day in two cups.
The toaster is chewing
Two slices
It will later burp.
In between all these
I struggle
To stay asleep.
1:45 am 17/5/13
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