Morning Reflections

my morning begins
in diurnal margin still
black as my coffee

then

rose and tangerine
a pastel explosion through
smutty cornflower

while

feathered filaments
paint a hazy smudged montage
of smoky misfits

as

speeding on & by
the relentless passage of
steel caged isolation

by

commuter driven
rush of single occupant
selfish luxury

when

rent final grimace
begs bloody reflection on
my fragile tenure