FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

again and again
mornings are always filled with the chatter
of sparrows upon those branches of
almost dead trees,
a cemetery in air, and then what follows
are the clutters of the kitchen,
smell of fried fish and sunny side up
eggs on the table
steamed rice rising to the ceiling,
smoked sausages, and bread,
mornings are better now.

until you arrive and make promises again
that morning will be better now.