bluegirl
Bluelighter
The 7:22
This morning,
As I step aboard,
My eyes flutter over
Familiar faces,
All present and accounted for,
Only shuffled in
A slightly different order
There is a strange
Comfort in the sameness
Of our morning ritual;
And the promise of their
Presence on my
Return journey
Follows me throughout the day
Tonight, these same faces
Will accompany me
As I step out
Into the cold night air
Permeated by the scent
Of fermentation
And mock orange.
bk
This morning,
As I step aboard,
My eyes flutter over
Familiar faces,
All present and accounted for,
Only shuffled in
A slightly different order
There is a strange
Comfort in the sameness
Of our morning ritual;
And the promise of their
Presence on my
Return journey
Follows me throughout the day
Tonight, these same faces
Will accompany me
As I step out
Into the cold night air
Permeated by the scent
Of fermentation
And mock orange.
bk
