Morning Glory

Morning flows threw unhinged windows And no one knows how the air beyond this glass tastes But in my mind I hold its reflection A symphony of light that awakes desires Desires of scents, desires of feeling, desires of uncanny moments of normality This light is not taken for granted As I envision being engulfed by this day A day that is wasted in single file meals And cluster fucks of freedom A day that will be lost to another’s collective hours The only thing, the only time that is rightfully mine is in this moment When the light flows threw my unhinged window