No Forbidding Morning
The dark side of dawn
pours its thick brew on
everything. Bitter
as yesterday’s pot
of coffee. Sweet as
the extra cream you
need to stir into
it. You sip your drink
and wait for it. All
these rituals, your
humdrum routines, the
motions you go through
keep you feeling numb.
There’s no denying
that morning will come.