After a nightmare, 3am

Dark kitchen:

I hover over the glowing
toaster, warming my palms.

In the silence of this
sleeping house, the sound
of its coils flexing
is familiar and cheerful:

my glowing


odessa 1/21/2012 2:15 PM  

ah..i know this feeling too well.

facesplacesohmy 1/21/2012 3:12 PM  

Mmm, really like. You know I love your poetry. I can picture you in your kitchen. I miss your kitchen...

Holly 1/21/2012 11:44 PM  

odessa - I love that you are also so "acquainted with the night."

Steph - I'll make you some more canteloupe cupcakes anytime...

1/22/2012 10:32 AM  

This is why I avoid going to bed before 2 in the morning. I love the quiet.

Holly 1/22/2012 4:25 PM  

Fé - Yes, I understand exactly. For the same reason, if I'm going to wake up early, I'd much rather it be four in the morning than six or seven in the morning.

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