the sons iphone
ne alarm sounds from some rooms away. A klaxon noise, get up and go to brush the teeth. There is that funnny taste in the mouth again, well, now there is a taste of toothpaste. Change.
The sitting room is a mess, there are books everywhere. Latin books, german grammar books, biology, and all the attendant exercise books.
A hug from an eleven year old, a nice way to start the day, he is working on his computers again. A fascination. Reading books used to be the hobby of choice, times have changed.
The cat wants breakfast.
That is the sons job.
Ignore her, make the coffee, the big morning pot. Tell the son to feed the cat.
None of this is working, the head is full of sleep.
now the coffee is ready
Head buzzing and hissing.
cup for the wife, still in bed,
and-
Feed the cat anyway.
ne alarm sounds from some rooms away. A klaxon noise, get up and go to brush the teeth. There is that funnny taste in the mouth again, well, now there is a taste of toothpaste. Change.
The sitting room is a mess, there are books everywhere. Latin books, german grammar books, biology, and all the attendant exercise books.
A hug from an eleven year old, a nice way to start the day, he is working on his computers again. A fascination. Reading books used to be the hobby of choice, times have changed.
The cat wants breakfast.
That is the sons job.
Ignore her, make the coffee, the big morning pot. Tell the son to feed the cat.
None of this is working, the head is full of sleep.
now the coffee is ready
Head buzzing and hissing.
cup for the wife, still in bed,
and-
Feed the cat anyway.
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