Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Wake up to NPR.
Find largest button.
Press gently.
Close eyes.
Wake up to NPR.
Find longest lever.
Slide feet into wool-lined slippers.
Pull hoodie over the head.
Teapot on if the bladder can withstand
the stream of water from the refridgerator door.
Corral the grounds into a screen cup.
Shake out water.
Compost.
Return to dark bedroom for
pants
shirt
tie
underwear
socks in shoes for later
belt
sounds of baby breath between a snore, a wheeze, and a whistle
Dogs up and out before cacophony of ears and collars.
Enter kitchen
Find smallest button on the right.
Press gently.
Find vertical rocking lever.
Press top twice. Gently.
Listen to NPR
Coffee. French pressed.
Sit. Socks. Shoes.
Dog lacing figure-eights under legs.
Dishwasher “undone”
Toast. (two beeps)
Dogs fed. (sit, lie down, roll-over, okay)
Butter and honey/jam/cinnamon sugar
Lunch of fruit in plastic sack
(to be reused in future art room ceramics projects).
Dogs in.
Find legs, arms in bed.
Avoid them.
Find cheeks (one large, one small)
Kiss them.
Pause to make out the shape of a family.
Turn off dining room light.
Leave home dark and sleeping.

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