The Life
Ah, to feel irreverent!
To sit in a pool of quiet and not
contemplate
but just consider where
to go for lunch,
or how a certain person can be
that bitchy.
And do we care?
We'll wear whatever
falls into our hands,
eat bread with something on it,
lie down at an odd, or even,
angle, and if together,
not sleep at all,
but think of something better.
Then next morning, rise
before the sun,
sit drinking coffee in a kitchen
with a toaster,
and a curtain
open to some back yard that's
un-manicured
and no one else's business.
Joseph Somoza
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