SPRING SONNET

Breakfast at Limbo

Night's in ruins, the shreds of revels;

Indigo ribbons unravel, reveal

Southripened wine-stained asphalt floors

Gold-lamed barbackb sweep in neon night sun

Orbital curl unearths residents:

Populace sleepy, heavylidded with dreams in

Urban canyons, alley chasms under a soiled blue roof

The tabloids that trumpet revived market vigor

Minutehand in the morning repeats seasonal spin

Equinox entering with whiffs of caffeine

Buds strain, furtive petals stirred roughly awake

While typeface escapes onto tired fingertips

That scale newspaper columns in dawn.

Coffee at sunrise, narrow stairwell of hours.