Remember that Energy? Feb. 16, 2025

Gary Hunter
Feb 16
1 min read

light stabs the darkness

my eyes spring open

I catch a toe on the underwear

then zip and button

my favorite shorts

t-shirt in hand, I fly two-steps-

at-a-time down the stairs

stop with a skid on the kitchen linoleum

grabbing milk, bowl and corn flakes

the spoon clangs on my teeth

in a rapid-shovel breakfast

the milk splashes down my throat

I escape out the front door

like an unchained dog

trained enough to close it

before I turn and run

chasing the day’s dreams

that already have a big head start

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