daybreak

It's daybreak
and I'm not yet
back inside my head
still dinner table manners
and chit chat
continue.

It's dawn
when the dew
settle on leaves
but only paper shreds
and a hint of heartbreak
followed by a cigarette
fall, ashes and all,
on the sheets.

It's early morning
and the birds
fly to feed their young,
the ants begin their
collecting
yet I'm in bed
dreaming
of nothing.