A Day!

A Day

Sleep breaks

The day begins on a yawn…

Piecing together

The leftover dream

Lying face down

On the crumpled bed,

Toast, margarine

A tall tumbler

Of steaming coffee

Hot and strong-

mouthing

the almost bitter

after taste

welcoming  the ‘kick’

and the forced wakefulness

in the sleepy eyes

looking beyond

the chintz curtain

the newspaper

neatly rolled

jumping into the balcony

waiting

to announce

all that happened

and all that could have…

Day breaks in

inch by inch

minute by minute

spreading itself

within the tiny space

I inhabit,

my home-

and chases me out

hurrying

on pursuit

of a livelihood

of a life

lived

second by second

rushing

running

stumbling

steadying

running again

to reach

yet another tarmac

to join

yet another race

without a trace

of a destination

yet destined

to keep pace

with every passing moment

robotic movements

die-cast mannerisms

auto response smiles

hollow

cosmetic

tiring

stifling a yawn

at the dawn

of the evening…