Face the morning
Well and coffee
An arrival
Never early
Hard and held by heavy reading
More return than facing feeling

It's over
It goes on time

At one for once
Revealing
Up for seconds
Gone to glow in better sight

Any reason at all to imagine
Any other version of all that's happened
Form and illusion at once
Content to just abide

In a room, in the smallest way
The weather can turn its seeming

In a measure too small to grade
All light in the eye is mеaning
Everybody just wants to say
Nobody just wants to hear it

Everybody just wants to say
No mattеr

How many lonely open thoughts
Madness, all the senses fought

Heady in the heart
I'm where I placed me
Ceding quite enough
That I've erased me