... early start...
Early Start
Begging one more
hour of sleep
it's Saturday
outside
the clatter of buckets
a truck door slammed shut
radio light FM in the air
I should have closed the windows
last night
drawn the curtains all the way
now that one slice
of blue sky
stares at me
like my mother saying
get up get up get up
outside
men talking over
cups of coffee
one laughs
at something
another said
I hear footsteps
right outside my window
and the swish of their
coveralls
as they start work
a housepainter
resting his ladder
against the wall,
fresh new brushes
in hand.
