dark like morning

night falls
into a golden morning
streaming
Jim Beam
whiskey shadows
sipping
smooth across
the long back porch

Bijou the cat
stretches
her teeth shine
yawns
eyes blink
quickly

shadows slip across
everything
and second avenue
slowly
everywhere and over there

now is tomorrow
another day
a personal
international dateline

dawn early
always early
always goddamn and hallelujah

night soft
a cushion
dark like morning

by the boy poets working late