MORNING POP

i 

wake 

in 

that
familiar fugly unfunk

sickness rebooted

&

dream fringes lurking -

baby in a matchbox / a car came thru the wall

lets leave that there

~

 

a Box of Rain is dancing in my ears
& 

again

once i made it there

i thank o holy whofuckingever
for shower technology
for water itself

&

the thick black coffee

waiting by the glass typer

hoping my fingers

will talk to

my mind today

photo Coffee Again from the Dagenham Archive