the morning

stay clean.
the painstaking task
we accept.

wading along
multi-tiered sidewalks,
uprooting parasols
and laughing
as dew
passes the ball
to drops of June,
rippling near.

smile.
an alarm clock’s song
replays.

placing your ear
to a fan’s white panels.
tugging the chord,
taking flight
while folks out the window
nuzzle black pillowcases.
Austin, Dallas.
nap time’s away.

waiting.
what you do
with dimes in a jar.

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