The Morning After on Buckingham Road

“The Morning After on Buckingham Road”

Push open all the doors to house at five.
Breathe deep_ the morning air; keep lungs alive.

A birthday celebration takes its claim;
confetti on the sofa_ in the drain.

We held the starry night so drunk with love
but now, with morning glint, squint eyes above.

The dying ash in fireplace,  she complains:
“The day is new but we are not the same.”

I listen to some early, startled birds
that shout outside my window with their words.

As clouds roll in, we weary souls to blame
as when, the night before, tried to remain

stalemate with smoke and Chanel No. 5
which lingers on with scent of coming rain.

Kyrielle rhyme pattern: aa,bb,cc, bb,dd,bb,ab