The Morning After



“The Morning After”

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

A birthday celebration leaves its claim;
confetti on the sofa_in the drain.

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

The dying ash in fireplace now 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.

The clouds roll in; leave both our souls to blame
as we, the night before, try to remain

stalemate with the smoke, Chanel No. 5
the lingering scent of arriving rain.

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