7AM

7AM in my apartment is full of shadows and incipient light reaching around the corners.
The sun is lazy, hazy,
not quite open for business.

7AM is heavy with heavy eyelids
and liquid with warm coffee.

7AM in my apartment is limbo land
No one is up but me
alien in my own house
tiptoeing around, hush, hush
feed the cats, make something that resembles breakfast

waiting a few more minutes - the sun will wake up
and it'll be time to get onto the busy streets of 7AM goers and doers.