A Day. Poem by Scott Forster

6: 30 get up
quickly eat
keys in the door
feet on the street
sun's coming up, get to work.

Do job -some jokes and some stress
, need to walk home and have some rest.
Past cinema
train pulls out of station
Turn the lock
shoes off
to the room.
uniform discarded in the wardrobe.

Slice the cheese
Squirt the sauce
Sandwhich to my mouth.

coffee drank
carefully on bookshelf
plate companion.
Bus passes, top deck spectators.

Set alarm
cacoon and nap.
wake to alarm
microwave tea.

excited to see your reply
facebook says you were here
Smiles and laughs from throat.

Music player
Poems wrote
thoughtful readings.

Another late night
frosted glass halo orange street light
quiet down the hall
tomorrow set
lay on side.
Repeat for another time...

Morning,
Cereal bowl
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