Almost 8

Morning offering of beer bottles gather on the last

step laid over, laid up, slept past last call

My coffee in too small a cup sits

with me at a table that limps

Construction worker walks from sandwich shop to truck,

early enough for the dirty professions, still too

early for the clean, those bleached-sterile

by fluorescent preserved in recycled air

Trash in the bushes, empty cup rolls

along in this morning wind

will it be enough to push over clouds

that fill this window

There’s my man! A Hamster: suit and soft shoe, on his bike,

backpack full of papers, phone, protein bar, water.

He navigates through intersection of Railroad /

Chestnut, the traffic light a suggestion

*A “Hamster” is a person who lives in Bellingham, Washington.

Published by Shannon Laws

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One thought on “Almost 8”

I love the imagery, Shannon, the special early morning brought to life. Once, I rode the bus about then and it was like watching a black and white movie in which I was the camera. Inserting your man is a nice touch.

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