Monday Mornings

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Monday mornings
boring
smelling the after scents from last nights burning candles
the quite rain drops
that are still somewhat falling
for the brittle shingles of my house.
The creaky floor boards awaken
as my feet step on top of them.
The kitchen is filled with the aroma
of spiced chai tea.
My cell phone rings
it's my boss
late for work
a moments loss.
So stagger out my home into the car
on monday mourings I forget what we were and now what we are.





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