“Morning Picture” - 2023

First thing I see
When I choose to see
Would be the dogs 
they would be 
out early
Then out the window 
I hear the forks
Of a continental breakfast
And in my head
I see the pat on the back
With the  “Heeey morning”
That never comes out that way
Then cereal avalanche 
From our cupboard 
That is way too full
Even though we never
Have stock
But okay.
We play Morning Picture anyway and
I’ll let my eyes work
All the tablespoons and teaspoons
These eyes
had to see everyday
That now the spoons 
Don’t even show up anymore

I am a bit naked here
And the waking shrug
Of that day 
becoming yesterday
Lets me see it