over coffee

I start the day
And it feels long before
I even step . My . First . Step.
And I take the mug
Beside my bed and drink up
The last bit of bitter dark liquid
nicotine.
I found your note
On the desk beside
The phone. And . I . Read.
And I take the mug
In my hand and set it down
And the last bit of my heart begins
To fail.
*And it felt like lonesome on the ocean
And it felt like lonesome in the orchard
And I dreamt the day away
I found the words to say
And then I lose*
I get on with
My day and I feel slow
Inside my head. And . I . Keep.
And I start the car,
I'm on the road and scared
The light might stick at red
The whole way.
*And it felt like lonesome on the ocean
And it felt like lonesome in the orchard
And I dreamt the day away
I found the words to say
And then I lose*