Not About Me

If you are reading this, it isn't because you care to know anything about me. And likewise, nor do I care enough to guess as to your personal reasons for continuing on in reading. So it is best that I just don't talk about myself and let the words bring you to your own conclusions.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Dimanche

Misty air envelops each movement
Skipping carefully from tile to tile
Choosing the lesser of the ice bricks
   on the way out
Substitute steam and towels for morning attire

Turn the knob and wait, for the turbulence to begin
Hissing and clanking--a morning monster awakens
Elegantly pause the picture to reset the playlist
   that fills the room with drums and strings
Dancing with the speakers, the coffeepot rises
   to tempo with the beat
Shaking and whistling, screaming perfection
A fresh cup joins the scene, along with a glint
   of bright winter dawning
Aromas of comfort, joined with circadian serenity


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