12/26/2025

10:15 a.m.

I’m up.

gradually.

then a walk

to the kitchen

where the coffee drips

electrically.

I planned ahead and

acquired all the fixins’

then drank it

sip by sip.

what a glorious morning.

ice-cold. no snow.

season's greetings cards delivered

are removed

from the top of the refrigerator

reclaiming its skull

to the way General Electric

intended it to be.

a clean rejuvenation.

a friend from the past..

an acquaintance

uses his ultra smart phone

and has a message for me,

yelling: “Merry Christmas”!

I’m in a reflective state of mind.

have we lost

the "X" now, too?