A perfect day would consist of sleeping till 8:30am
Pouring the hot water over five cups of coffee
Drinking all of them next to a kitty and a screen door broken
With soy creamer and sugar in the raw
Reading something that I had to read in high school, that now means something different.
Then the modern wing of the art museum.
Then some soft serve.
Then a phone call from sister #1.
Then a slow walk home from the brown stop with a new song,
So loud that it kicks up dirt
and the setting
Skin and Toast