In the Morning 

I don’t know if she likes the morning, nor if I do either.

But today’s a clear peach and pastel blue.

It seems the toll of work and divorce have hollowed this Lucian girl.

Our Blue Mountain blend yet to be had.

She has a home, sons and plans to renovate.

In the morning she’s ripped from the sanctuary of the night’s implausible ether

Again she all anew performs perfunctory morning routine. Awoken defeated.

What do you feel?

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