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routine of activity
jostled by the bright AM
the sun peeks in and greets my face
as the sleep sneaks off in increments
i stand up to resume the dance
coffee and a bagel, or maybe toast and orange juice?
a little bit of bacon, and some tv to distract me
and then a ringing from the distance, assures me
today won't be too bad
just a dash to scrub the ashes
of a smokey late last night
and im off to catch the movement
of the latter sadder moments
to be rearranged in activities
more productive than of now
and i'm sure she'll be there waiting
with that same disgusted look
telling me to stop complaining
telling me to just grow up.
