Ode to a Sunrise

the government people are coming.
You have no hobbies
to dissuade them.
You keep my nose clean
when it counts.
Certainly, crunch time bleeds
into eastern standard time.
Nowhere has the infection
been more irrelevant.
With shoes on, how you turn,
in the furnace, on the threshold,
in the guise of a companion.
Man the torpedoes, skipper.
You looked more interesting
in the photograph.

-r. miller

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