One Week

Wake up
bathroom
cats fed
coffee on
write
coffee

or

bathroom 
cats fed
coffee on
garden
write
coffee

or

wake up 
crack open
coffee on
bathroom
cats fed
shatter
assess damage
stop
coffee
write

or

write
wake up
sleep
wake up
iced coffee
coffee on
write
coffee
write
sleep
coffee
write
coffee
sleep

or

sleep
write
sleep

or

sleep
coffee on
garden
cats fed
coffee

how did I forget
the litter box? the 
opening of blinds
to daylight? the 
cursing of the bills? the
running of the 
mouth inside about 
what is read and unread
on the bedside table? how
did I forget to say
I am not alone enough
and lonely more than not?
how did I forget to say 
that I am churning with questions:
how are my mother, my sister,
my lover, all my tragicomic
friends, all the deadly Senators,
all the fucking style prisoners, the morning
becoming sexually awake, the spiritual
evening of entire mountains, the
timezones and islands and
orphans and smugglers of orphans,
the smiles of how many better equipped
than I am to take on what I’ve got to
wrestle?

or

wake up
lie there
imagine
what I must write
lose it before
the first cat is fed
coffee on
die a little
grieve the loss
write

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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