in the coffee-flavoured foredawn
I sit       quite thankful

fresh flowers on the night-table
orange & purple heads slightly adroop

I sit with five days of clothing
I sit with windchimes chiming

Elena's asleep upstairs

I will try to persuade her
to read me a recent poem of hers
sometime today

as it is Sunday
I will take a Lyft to Trinity
the Episcopal church in Wauwatosa

I will celebrate Milwaukee
and (Sustaining Power willing)
I'll be back soon