Early

I suppose that I could start
My day off at an earlier time
And thus accomplish more
If that were a desirable thing.

I do at times succumb to please
For my presence here or there
Especially after being promised
Bribes of French Toast and Eggs.

I don't understand though the
Thought of those who say that
It's a morally superior thing
To gain consciousness when the

Sky is still darkened with the
Tinctures of the night before.
Let it finish, let it be done,
Don't be impolite and rush it.