all caught up on those missed hours of sleep

two days past, two nights of wired brain,

shuffling across the living room carpet, lights off

quiet all around, with that frenzied internal hum

I’m better now, a three-hour mid-morning nap

all systems GO until the next late-night snafu

water starts to churn inside the mike

I wait for those boiling bubbles

my mug sits on the counter, ready to go

I just need to decide:  no-calorie tea

or the yum of chanilla* chai?


* My own creation, a mixture of Big Train chocolate and vanilla!

perhaps too soon

to say for sure

but if not for the people,

if not for us, for our voices,

our loud anguished cries, our outrage

if not for the brave citizens

taking to the streets to record

the unjust, demented actions

of these zealous marauders & thugs,

surely the violence in Minneapolis

would have continued unchecked.

*

I am proud.  I am grateful.