Dawn is upon us,
but your,
internal clock of responsibility,
makes you to arise,
before sunrise.
Not that you can enjoy,
this daily beauty,
jumping in to the shower,
for a good,
half hour.
To cleans your body and mind,
over sports talk,
or that fine tuned playlist,
right as responsibilities kick in.
Did you piss?
No time,
running around,
the house like a chicken,
with your head cut off,
looking for misplace things,
Coffee,
will help,
decipher this puzzle.
speeding up
the placement of pieces
In no particular order.
Keys,
cell phone,
where's your wallet,
In your pants pocket?
Coat pocket?
Where did you go?
What did you do?
The recliner,
couch,
office desk?
Amazon?
Check your email,
For that late night
spending,
Splurge.
Phew,
sweat is d
r
i
p
p
i
n
g
from your brow,
or is it water
from the shower,
Maybe you should sit down.
Winded,
as other patrons of the house,
begin to rumble,
dazed, confused,
but enjoying
watching you stumble.
Sorry for the noise,
as you raced out the door,
Right before,
Questions would be endured,
In your haste,
you didn't prepare,
for the winter weather,
Your car frosted,
But you turn on the car,
enough gas,
to pass,
for the day,
Reaching to blast,
the heat,
you find your wallet,
In the center console,
Next to a girl
named Wendy
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