All I’ve got is this deep down whine,
started right after I thought,
for a brief moment, I was first up,
about to enjoy time alone in the morning,
just as I heard the sighing stretches,
creaking boards, soft good mornings
from a ways off and too close.
Prayer helped, but I’m still lopsided,
take too long to smile, anything but reasonable.
I’m honest, keeping quiet, showered,
feet up, clicking keys, sipping coffee,
halfway between a few silent tears
and the slightest relief
as accurately-reflecting words
line up right here
to tell of the obscuring haze
I’m aiming to clear.
Guess I better wake up earlier tomorrow.