Caren Krutsinger Poet Narrative

Coffee Slaps My Enzymes Awake

5:11 a.m.
I woke up an hour ago 
Wondering which school I go to today as I have two
One is Monday Friday, the other Tuesday through Thursday
It took me almost forty minutes to remember it is Saturday.

5:18 a.m.
Dog is barely awake, pink tongue lolling about.
Almost falling off the couch, lying upside down
With her paws in the air. 
Is she dead? I peer closely, and notice her stomach moving.

5:25 a.m.
Coffee slaps my enzymes awake.
They bat her away, wanting more sleep
I am taking big gulps now.
A day without the stress of traffic?
I am determined to enjoy every last second of it.

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Ilene Bauer March 8, 2020 at 5:16 PM i enjoyed reading about your morning, caren, so hilariously described! hope the rest of your day was great... Caren Krutsinger March 9, 2020 at 6:08 AM I truly did wake up on Saturday thinking it was Monday.

Paul Callus March 8, 2020 at 9:19 AM I hope you have enjoyed your weekend as much as I enjoyed reading these lines, Caren:) Wait till you retire from work, and you'll be able to enjoy every day of the week! ~ Regards // paul Caren Krutsinger March 9, 2020 at 6:08 AM I had a blast; saw two daughters and two grandsons!