the chaos of a morning
calm me with orange light
green mug
black drink
my heart was awake
in a dream
until 6 am
i dream about a woman
and about a conversation
i'm aware i'm asleep
who shines light into my shadowy soul
the unbalance burns my lip
i'm used to hiding behind sounding
well groomed
i'm used to wearing shoes again
and watching my weather
become meager echoes of rain
the pounding of ocean waves
was
enticing until rip tides are dragging
until the cold is setting in
then it's one question,
when will i die
and who will i have been
