Morning of a Young Man - Jared A. Carnie


The alarm goes.
The playlist plays.
A memory reel of the last year or two.
She rests her head on your chest.
You curl up while she showers.
She comes back cold.
You watch the towel drop.
The underwear slide on.
You get up, go to the kitchen.
Put the kettle on. Toast her toast.
Have some orange juice.
You present her tea and breakfast.
You kiss her goodbye
And climb back in bed,
Put on Big Time or something like that.
You sit up, wind awake
And do some writing.
You put your head back down
Unable to go to sleep.
You get up again.

So,

Day,

What
Have
You
Got
For
Me?

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Jared A. Carnie is a writer in his twenties who recently escaped Essex for the freedom of the Outer Hebrides.