a day in the life...

My morning routine
To the sound of passing engines
I wake irritated
Because my Guru has told me
Los Angeles Cafe
Won't love you
Dear Aries, my friend
I pour out the coffee
And consider 'what next.'
Outside people walk to the bus stop
And gather
There's a brief hush of silence
As i consider my secret
My thoughts are with you
It's the challenge that i face
I relax in the bath to the sweetest tete a tete,

Then to exit music
- A chorus of birdsong
I wipe bitter tears
From the darkening sun
I take up my keys
And slammed closed the door
My head is a blank
But it should be
My heart.