green grapes for breakfast
Rinsed perhaps not carefully enough,
toothsome sugar water, really. With a bit of tang
to offset the dryness of my deep red tea,
fridge-cold vs. kettle-hot
tastebud intense as my gut
(to put it delicately)
complains at having to function.
..............................
It takes a bit, to realize
this is a headache,
tightening my scalp, cheeks, eyes
(the pillow felt good)
The valley between skull and spine, pulling in
on shoulders jaws arms breasts calfs toes
(all of which have their own aches as well),
the valley pulls in
and I did not realize
again
...........................
as always.
Cat must be fed
and tea made
because this
is the thing I do now. I pull
against that valley
as I walk to the kitchen
attend the cat
brew the tea
only later realizing
those grapes would taste good.