Morning Poems Poem by r james sterzinger

in the background
either silence
or a soap opera

next to me
a cup of tea
a half eaten sandwich.

if a word
gets me stuck
I look out the window.

if a love scene
comes on the television
all else stops.

the wash needs doing
I go to the basement
throw in a load.

I sort little
everything comes out grays
the colors lose their luster

my poems
are regular things
like wash in a basket

made up
of movements of the day
and common moments.
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