the sun is just barely up
babies breathing from their beds
and sleep pulls me
like a heavy rope
toward the couch
but the silence is
invigorating
the chance to think
my own thoughts
to put down my keel
and get a heading
before the day
and its many voices
starts to blow
the blank page
isn’t so bad
when my ears
aren’t closed
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