Wednesday, April 4, 2012

can you feel the rhythm of the night!

No one is awake when I am. I have the kitchen all to myself and the pot and the hot water, it's all mine, no one else to fight over it in the subdued tone violence takes in the early morning. Me, making lunch, the coffee sloshing into my brain, making edges clearer, no one here not saying anything, this quiet all my own.

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