i wake up early;

i scavenge through the ash for

surviving trinkets,

-- remnants, yesterthings.

i fix the ceiling,

repaint the walls,

carve new furniture.

i repair. i create.

i map out the stars

i take accurate measurements

i sit, i stand, i cook

all the haunted labors of orphaned,

penitent love.

i refill the ocean,

i reignite the sun.

i get to breathe
another day.