I quit.
mattresses.
for French Toast and sausage.
and the first coffee.
I quit business hours.
those see-saw moments on corners.
near Mexican bike shop.
across from skinny glasses and nice legs.
I quit the avenue for a boulevard.
the morning quit chilly, skipped.
afternoons quit evenings immediately.
life quits for death.
I quit.
the day at Lake TV.
for a frozen freight train.
I quit.
rivers for rain.
it's all better than waiting so long, indeed.