In the morning,
I want nothing more than

an empty calendar

as bare as white sheets
blank
and waiting

-- not on weekdays' early morning shower; please no
not there where that towel lies waiting

while last night's dreams
go down the drain --

just there burrowed in the sheets
That empty calendar waiting

for Me to happen
finally
in Pen.

Chai drafting Red Brain
Bo's Coffee, 2006