Some Days, Other Days
And The Ones In Between
Rise
Some days swirl around
in whirlpools of water
and disappear
—into the plumbing.
Most days open shades pour coffee
soap toothpaste comb to praise Hygeia
Greek goddess of health
—lather rinse no need to repeat.
Many days rebirth missed
as sun arrived with horizon grandeur
while heads sunk in pillows lost in dreams
—of cellphone malfunctions or worse.
Shine
Up.
Okay let’s on with it!
Slide into one pant leg
careful balance then the other
— lift up, zipper and exit.
“The passage of my life is measured out in shirts.”- Brian Eno
Out.
Ah subway! weary of Time!
Primate house on wheels rattling
where they scratch, squirm and stare
—and swipe fingers up and down screens.