gentle day

waking to the small noises of morning

a coffee aroma wakes my pavlov mind

 bitter tastes melt into my toothbrush

my face re-tightens in the cold splash

bones pop and crackle eyes focus

old habits broken are replaced

i shop till i drop

keep busy

don't think

missing you with a smile

i will be ok you are with me always

©paul viel 2004