Some Morning Ritual

This morning, I woke,
and felt the mystery.

I broke fast with toast
and animal fat
and hot, dark coffee.

I then spoke with an apple
and an orange sitting
in an otherwise empty
ceramic bowl.

Afterwards,
I went back to sleep, afloat
with satiated awe.

Some Morning Ritual

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