on this the first we want to burst
right out of the starting gate
yet by the second we’ll already’ve reckoned
we’ve blown it and it’s too late
but come the third both jock and nerd
have the heartening realization
that by the fourth some fun’ll come north
for enjoyment, employment, sensation.
crowding midnight are these words
and this sugary (20g) snack
life has love and these absurds
so we don’t irony lack
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Afterword: publishing this at 11:51pm MST maintains a daily blog-pisting streak begun July 25, 2024.
Full disclosure: Though I was furloughed in March, I still consider myself a Cashier/Host of…Matt’s Big Breakfast.
I have heard and read that the most popular beginning for the lyrics to a blues song is “Woke up this morning…” I think I know why: every day is like a little lifetime, and when you wake up you are born.
the day be
gins with ligh
tened sky, with
coffee drip, with bright-hurt
eye–& when you
get a Breakfast
in you, time will let
the day continue.
One with Clay, Image and Text 