hair in my face,
long and straight,
no make up in sight (what a fright!),
light weight khaki’s, brown knit shell
(that’s sleeveless top for you young gell’s)
arizona green tea (with ginsing and honey)
at my elbow (waiting to be knocked over)
barefeet up, on a stool,
doggie and cat pushing for rule
on top of feet, that’s on top of the stool
and that’s the witch, on this saturday morning.
still half asleep and feeling punney.