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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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Caren Krutsinger
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