In Yes Particular Order

My alarm goes off at 5am everyday.
I hit snooze three times. 
And roll out of bed at 5:27.

Walk downstairs.
Hit the brew button on the coffeemaker.
Because the night before I prep everything.
So I just have to hit one button. 

Music goes on second.
Something soft, poetic.
Dance-y folky music from 2012. 

Open the curtains.
Stretch my back and legs. 
Water the plants.
Feed the fish.

Pour myself a mug.
One Splenda.
a splash of half-n-half. 

Check on a borrowed muse—nada.
Then I start writing.
Editing yesterland's poems.
Outlining today's living.