Lucky Me

Awake to the dark,
front lobes assessing:
damage minor.

Glee seeps from my brainstem,
revelry managed well;
thoughts slowly connect.

Tendrils of ground beans
snake up my nose,
anticipation warms its hands

around my heart.
Music tomorrow:
lucky me.



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About Jim Stewart

Writer at Butt in Chair
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8 Responses to Lucky Me

  1. john allen says:

    I like it…black and in a man’s cup.

  2. Debra says:

    What a lovely way to open to a day! Hope it was all you anticipated. 🙂

  3. I hate when glee seeps from my brainstem.

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