dawn

make my tea
tiptoeing
feed the cats
see the dog
curled up
in basket chair
house smells
like litter
cheap incense
empty vodka bottle
sits on the glass
dreading the day
trying to find
a spark, glint
of enthusiasm
and the day
begins
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