Morning After

We become the Quaker on the oat box.  

Androgynous.  Buttonless. 

Breakfast on over-buttered toast,

common marmalade;

Cheerios from unwashed bowls,

lukewarm milk.  

Thee and me.

Beige friends, carbohydrates

in dressing gowns. 

Quiet.

Too unawake to notice
if we dawn as man or woman. 

tk/October 2014 

Lovely read by R.A.D. Stainforth...

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